Sublime

Knowledge can be transferred, but not wisdom. It can be found and lived, and it is possible to be carried by it. Miracles can be performed with it, but it can’t be expressed and taught with words.

Thomas Mann’s Confessions of Felix Krüll,

homme. Il constata encore qu’une chose s’était détachée de lui, comme la peau se détache du serpent, qu’une chose n’existait plus en lui, qui l’avait accompagné, durant sa jeunesse, qui lui avait appartenu : c’était le désir d’avoir des maîtres et d’écouter leurs préceptes. Le dernier maître qui était apparu sur sa route, le plus grand et le plus s

But now, his liberated eyes stayed on this side; he saw and became aware of that which was visible and sought to be at home in this world. He did not search for true essence and did not aim at a world beyond. It was beautiful and wonderful to go through the world in this childlike way.

“But you did want. Listen, Kamala, when you throw a stone into the water, it finds the quickest way to the bottom of the water. It is the same when Siddhartha has an aim, a goal. Siddhartha does nothing; he waits, he thinks, he fasts, but he goes through the affairs of the world like the stone through the water, without doing anything, without best

Only one thing I could not do: Discover the dark, concealed aim within me and make up my mind, as others did—others, who knew well enough whether they wanted to be professors or judges, doctors or artists. They knew what career to follow and what advantages they would gain by it. But I was not like that. Perhaps I would be like them some day, but h

But more than Vasudeva could teach him, he was taught by the river. Incessantly, he learned from it. Most of all, he learned from it to listen, to pay close attention with a quiet heart, with a waiting, opened soul, without passion, without a wish, without judgement, without an opinion.