“When someone is searching," said Siddhartha, "then it might easily happen that the only thing his eyes still
see is that what he searches for, that he is unable to find anything, to let anything enter his mind, because he
always thinks of nothing but the object of his search, because he has a goal, because he is obsessed by the
goal. Searching means: having a goal. But finding means: being free, being open, having no goal. You, oh
venerable one, are perhaps indeed a searcher, because, striving for your goal, there are many things you don't
see, which are directly in front of your eyes.”
― Siddhartha
see is that what he searches for, that he is unable to find anything, to let anything enter his mind, because he
always thinks of nothing but the object of his search, because he has a goal, because he is obsessed by the
goal. Searching means: having a goal. But finding means: being free, being open, having no goal. You, oh
venerable one, are perhaps indeed a searcher, because, striving for your goal, there are many things you don't
see, which are directly in front of your eyes.”
― Siddhartha
“I Have Decided
I have decided to find myself a home in the mountains, somewhere high up where one learns to live peacefully in the cold and the silence. It’s said that in such a place certain revelations may be discovered. That what the spirit reaches for may be eventually felt, if not exactly understood. Slowly, no doubt. I’m not talking about a vacation. Of course at the same time I mean to stay exactly where I am. Are you following me?”
― A Thousand Mornings: Poems
I have decided to find myself a home in the mountains, somewhere high up where one learns to live peacefully in the cold and the silence. It’s said that in such a place certain revelations may be discovered. That what the spirit reaches for may be eventually felt, if not exactly understood. Slowly, no doubt. I’m not talking about a vacation. Of course at the same time I mean to stay exactly where I am. Are you following me?”
― A Thousand Mornings: Poems
“And once the storm is over, you won’t remember how you made it through, how you managed to survive. You won’t even be sure, whether the storm is really over. But one thing is certain. When you come out of the storm, you won’t be the same person who walked in. That’s what this storm’s all about.”
― Kafka on the Shore
― Kafka on the Shore
“It seems to me that the years between eighteen and twenty-eight are the hardest, psychologically. It’s then you realize this is make or break, you no longer have the excuse of youth, and it is time to become an adult – but you are not ready.”
― In the Frame
― In the Frame
“What can I say that I have not said before?
So I’ll say it again.
The leaf has a song in it.
Stone is the face of patience.
Inside the river there is an unfinishable story
and you are somewhere in it
and it will never end until all ends.
Take your busy heart to the art museum and the
chamber of commerce
but take it also to the forest.
The song you heard singing in the leaf when you
were a child
is singing still.
I am of years lived, so far, seventy-four,
and the leaf is singing still.
(from, “What Can I Say”)”
―
So I’ll say it again.
The leaf has a song in it.
Stone is the face of patience.
Inside the river there is an unfinishable story
and you are somewhere in it
and it will never end until all ends.
Take your busy heart to the art museum and the
chamber of commerce
but take it also to the forest.
The song you heard singing in the leaf when you
were a child
is singing still.
I am of years lived, so far, seventy-four,
and the leaf is singing still.
(from, “What Can I Say”)”
―
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