「Beautiful was this world, looking at it thus, without searching, thus simply, thus childlike」A new perspective: instead of moving up the divine line to contemplate the form, we can go down and enjoy ...「Beautiful was this world, looking at it thus, without searching, thus simply, thus childlike」A new perspective: instead of moving up the divine line to contemplate the form, we can go down and enjoy being shadows with all other images and shadows hidden within ourselves and swimming in the flows of the river at every moment with all voices(展开)
Light and shadow ran through his eyes, stars and moon ran through his heart. (p.498) Siddhartha: This water ran and ran, incessantly it ran, and was nevertheless always there, was always at all times the same and yet new in every moment! Did you too learn that secret from the river: that there is no time? Vasudeva: It is this what you mean, isn't it: that the river is everywhere at once, at the...(1回应)
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Light and shadow ran through his eyes, stars and moon ran through his heart. (p.498)
Siddhartha:
This water ran and ran, incessantly it ran, and was nevertheless always there, was always at all times the same and yet new in every moment!
Did you too learn that secret from the river: that there is no time?
Vasudeva:
It is this what you mean, isn't it: that the river is everywhere at once, at the source and at the mouth, at the waterfall, at the ferry, at the rapids, in the sea, in the mountains, everywhere at once, and that there is only the present time for it, not the shadow of the past, not the shadow of the future?
Siddahartha:
And when I had learned it, I looked at my life, and it was also a river, and the boy Siddhartha was only separated from the man Siddhartha and from the old man Siddhartha by a shadow, not by something real. Also, Siddhartha's previous births were no past, and his death and his return to Brahma was no future. Nothing was, nothing will be; everything is, everything has existence and is present.
(p.1106-1177)
Siddhartha listened. He was now nothing but a listener, completely concentrated on listening, completely empty, he felt, that he had now finished learning to listen. Often before, he had heard all this, these many voices in the river, today it sounded new. Already, he could no longer tell the many voices apart, not the happy ones from the weeping ones, not the ones of children from those of men, they all belonged together, the lamentation of yearning and the laughter of the knowledgeable one, the scream of rage and the moaning of the dying ones, everything was one, everything was intertwined and connected, entangled a thousand times. And everything together, all voices, all goals, all yearning, all suffering, all pleasure, all that was good and evil, all of this together was the world. All of it together was the flow of events, was the music of life. And when Siddhartha was listening attentively to this river, this song of a thousand voices, when he neither listened to the suffering nor the laughter, when he did not tie his soul to any particular voice and submerged his self into it, but when he heard them all, perceived the whole, the oneness, then the great song of the thousand voices consisted of a single word, which was Om: the perfection.
(p.1485-1493)
Wisdom which a wise man tries to pass on to someone always sounds like foolishness.
Knowledge can be conveyed, but not wisdom. It can be found, it can be lived, it is possible to be carried by it, miracles can be performed with it, but it cannot be expressed in words and taught.
(p.1550-1553)
The opposite of every truth is just as true! That's like this: any truth can only be expressed and put into words when it is one-sided. Everything is one-sided which can be thought with thoughts and said with words, it's all one-sided, all just one half, all lacks completeness, roundness, oneness.
When the exalted Gotama spoke in his teachings of the world, he had to divide it into Sansara and Nirvana, into deception and truth, into suffering and salvation. It cannot be done differently, there is no other way for him who wants to teach. But the world itself, what exists around us and inside of us, is never one-sided. A person or an act is never entirely Sansara or entirely Nirvana, a person is never entirely holy or entirely sinful. It does really seem like this, because we are subject to deception, as if time was something real. Time is not real, Govinda, I have experienced this often and often again. And if time is not real, then the gap which seems to be between the world and the eternity, between suffering and blissfulness, between evil and good, is also a deception.
(p.1555-1562)
The sinner, which I am and which you are, is a sinner, but in times to come he will be Brahma again, he will reach the Nirvana, will be Buddha—and now see: these 'times to come' are a deception, are only a parable! The sinner is not on his way to become a Buddha, he is not in the process of developing, though our capacity for thinking does not know how else to picture these things. No, within the sinner is now and today already the future Buddha, his future is already all there, you have to worship in him, in you, in everyone the Buddha which is coming into being, the possible, the hidden Buddha. The world, my friend Govinda, is not imperfect, or on a slow path towards perfection: no, it is perfect in every moment, all sin already carries the divine forgiveness in itself, all small children already have the old person in themselves, all infants already have death, all dying people the eternal life. It is not possible for any person to see how far another one has already progressed on his path; in the robber and dice-gambler, the Buddha is waiting; in the Brahman, the robber is waiting. In deep meditation, there is the possibility to put time out of existence, to see all life which was, is, and will be as if it was simultaneous, and there everything is good, everything is perfect, everything is Brahman. Therefore, I see whatever exists as good, death is to me like life, sin like holiness, wisdom like foolishness, everything has to be as it is, everything only requires my consent, only my willingness, my loving agreement, to be good for me, to do nothing but work for my benefit, to be unable to ever harm me. I have experienced on my body and on my soul that I needed sin very much, I needed lust, the desire for possessions, vanity, and needed the most shameful despair, in order to learn how to give up all resistance, in order to learn how to love the world, in order to stop comparing it to some world I wished, I imagined, some kind of perfection I had made up, but to leave it as it is and to love it and to enjoy being a part of it.—These, oh Govinda, are some of the thoughts which have come into my mind.
(p.1563-1578)
Here on this ferry-boat, for instance, a man has been my predecessor and teacher, a holy man, who has for many years simply believed in the river, nothing else. He had noticed that the river's spoke to him, he learned from it, it educated and taught him, the river seemed to be a god to him, for many years he did not know that every wind, every cloud, every bird, every beetle was just as divine and knows just as much and can teach just as much as the worshipped river. But when this holy man went into the forests, he knew everything, knew more than you and me, without teachers, without books, only because he had believed in the river.
(p.1600-1604)引自 Om
“Joy leapt in his father's heart for his son who was quick to learn, thirsty for knowledge; he saw him growing up to become great wise man and priest, a prince among the Brahmans. Bliss leapt in his mother's breast when she saw him, when she saw him walking, when she saw him sit down and get up, Siddhartha, strong, handsome, he who was walking on slender legs, greeting her with perfect respect...
2019-01-19 04:57
“Joy leapt in his father's heart for his son who was quick to learn, thirsty for knowledge; he saw him growing up to become great wise man and priest, a prince among the Brahmans.
Bliss leapt in his mother's breast when she saw him, when she saw him walking, when she saw him sit down and get up, Siddhartha, strong, handsome, he who was walking on slender legs, greeting her with perfect respect.
Love touched the hearts of the Brahmans' young daughters when Siddhartha walked through the lanes of the town with the luminous forehead, with the eye of a king, with his slim hips.”
“The sinner is not on his way to become a Buddha, he is not in the process of developing. within the sinner is now and today already the future Buddha, his future is already all there, you have to worship him, in you ,in everyone the Buddha which is coming into being , the possible, the hidden Buddha.The world , my friend, is perfect in every moment, all sin already carries the divine forgiven...
2017-11-07 13:52
“The sinner is not on his way to become a Buddha, he is not in the process of developing. within the sinner is now and today already the future Buddha, his future is already all there, you have to worship him, in you ,in everyone the Buddha which is coming into being , the possible, the hidden Buddha.The world , my friend, is perfect in every moment, all sin already carries the divine forgiveness in itself, all small children already have the old person in themselves, all infants already have death, all dying people the eternal life….In the robber and dice-gambler, the Buddha is waiting;in the brahman, the robber is waiting…..。
“In deep meditation,there is the possibility to put time out of existence, to see all life which was,is,and will be as if it was simultaneous,and there everything is good,everything is perfect,everything is Brahman.”
“I see whatever exists as good, death is to me like life, sin like holiness, wisdom like foolishness, everything has to be as it is, everything only requires my consent, only my willingness, my loving agreement,to be good for me , to do nothing but work for my benefit, to be unable to ever harm me .I have experienced on my body and on my soul that I needed sin very much, I needed lust , the desire for possessions,vanity ,and needed the most shameful despair, in order to learn how to give up all resistance, in order to learn how to love the world, in order to stop comparing it to some world I wished, I imagined ,some kind of perfection I had made up, but to leave it as it is and to live it and to enjoy being a part of it…..”。
“Joy leapt in his father's heart for his son who was quick to learn, thirsty for knowledge; he saw him growing up to become great wise man and priest, a prince among the Brahmans. Bliss leapt in his mother's breast when she saw him, when she saw him walking, when she saw him sit down and get up, Siddhartha, strong, handsome, he who was walking on slender legs, greeting her with perfect respect...
2019-01-19 04:57
“Joy leapt in his father's heart for his son who was quick to learn, thirsty for knowledge; he saw him growing up to become great wise man and priest, a prince among the Brahmans.
Bliss leapt in his mother's breast when she saw him, when she saw him walking, when she saw him sit down and get up, Siddhartha, strong, handsome, he who was walking on slender legs, greeting her with perfect respect.
Love touched the hearts of the Brahmans' young daughters when Siddhartha walked through the lanes of the town with the luminous forehead, with the eye of a king, with his slim hips.”
========== Siddhartha (Hermann Hesse) - Highlight on Page 43 | Loc. 646-49 | Added on Saturday, January 18, 2014, 07:23 AM And, he decided, It was the Self whose meaning and nature I wished to learn. It was the Self I wished to escape from, wished to overcome. But I was unable to overcome it, I could only trick it, could only run away from it and hide. Truly, not a single thing in all the worl...
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And, he decided, It was the Self whose meaning and nature I wished to learn. It was the Self I wished to escape from, wished to overcome. But I was unable to overcome it, I could only trick it, could only run away from it and hide. Truly, not a single thing in all the world has so occupied my thoughts as this Self of mine, this riddle: that I am alive and that I am One, am different and separate from all others, that I am Siddhartha!
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That I know nothing of myself, that Siddhartha has remained such a stranger to me, such an unknown, comes from one cause, from a single cause: I was afraid of myself, was running away from myself! I was searching for Atman, searching for Brahman; I was prepared to chop my ego into little pieces and peel off its layers so as to find, in its unknown innermost core, the kernel that lies at the heart of every husk: Atman, Life, the Divine, that final utmost thing. But I myself got lost in the process.
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I’ll be my own teacher, my own pupil. I’ll study myself, learn the secret that is Siddhartha.
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Blue was blue, river was river, and even if the One, the Divine, lay hidden in the blue and the river within Siddhartha, it was still the nature and intention of the Divine to be yellow here, blue here, sky over there, forest there, and here Siddhartha. Meaning and being did not lie somewhere behind things; they lay within them, within everything.
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Thought and senses were both fine things. Ultimate meaning lay hidden behind them; both should be listened to, played with, neither scorned nor overvalued, for in each of them the secret voice of the innermost core might be discerned.
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You are a willing pupil, Siddhartha, so learn this as well: Love can be begged, bought, or received as a gift, one can find it in the street, but one cannot steal it.
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You see, Kamala, when you throw a stone into the water, it hurries by the swiftest possible path to the bottom. It is like this when Siddhartha has a goal, a resolve. Siddhartha does nothing—he waits, he thinks, he fasts—but he passes through the things of this world like a stone through water, without doing anything, without moving; he is drawn and lets himself fall.
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His goal draws him to it, for he allows nothing into his soul that might conflict with this goal.
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At once he would become conscious for an hour that he was living a strange life, that all the things he was doing here were but a game, and that, while he was in good spirits and at times felt joy, life itself was nonetheless rushing by without touching him.
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And yet all this time, beloved, you have remained a Samana. Even now you do not love me; you love no one. Is it not so?”
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Perhaps people of our sort are incapable of love. The child people can love; that is their secret.”
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He envied them the one thing they possessed that he was lacking: the importance they were capable of attaching to their lives, their passionate joys and fears, the happiness, uneasy but sweet, of their eternal infatuations.
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Again and again he sought to renew it, to increase it, to goad it to a higher level of intensity, for only in the grasp of this fear did he still feel something like happiness, something like intoxication, something like exalted life in the midst of his jaded, dull, insipid existence.
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I have had to pass through so much foolishness, so much vice, so much error, so much nausea and disillusionment and wretchedness, merely in order to become a child again and be able to start over.
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But all of this was just and proper; my heart is saying yes, and my eyes are laughing. I had to experience despair, I had to sink to the most foolish of all thoughts, the thought of suicide, to be able to experience grace, to hear Om again, to be able to sleep well and awaken well.
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How stupid it is, this path of mine; it goes in loops. For all I know it’s going in a circle. Let it lead where it will, I shall follow it.
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that the river is in all places at once, at its source and where it flows into the sea, at the waterfall, at the ferry, at the rapids, in the ocean, in the mountains, everywhere at once, so for the river there is only the present moment and not the shadow of a future?”
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No, a true seeker could not accept doctrine, not a seeker who truly wished to find. But the one who had found what he was seeking could give his approval to any teaching, any discipline at all, to any path, any
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Pallid, he sat for days beside the dead woman’s hillock, refused to eat, shut his eyes, and shut his heart, struggling against Fate, resisting it.
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Were his father’s piety, his teachers’ admonitions, his own knowledge, and his own searching able to protect him? What father, what teacher, was able to protect him from living life himself, soiling himself with life, accumulating guilt, drinking the bitter drink, finding his own path?
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He could sense quite distinctly that this blind love for his son was a passion, something very human, that it was Sansara, a muddy spring, dark water. Yet at the same time he felt that it was not without value—it was necessary, it came out of his own being. This too was pleasure that had to be atoned for; this too, pain to be experienced; these too, follies to be committed.
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Nonetheless, he continued to run without stopping, no longer because he wished to rescue the boy but merely out of desire, in the hope of perhaps seeing him once more.
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A mother’s blind love for her child, a self-satisfied father’s blind pride in his one little son, a vain young woman’s blind, furious urge to bedeck herself with jewels and attract men’s admiring glances—all these drives, all these childish matters, all these simple, foolish, but enormously strong, strongly alive, strongly asserted drives and desires were no longer mere child’s play to Siddhartha; he saw people living for their sake, saw them performing endless feats for their sake—making journeys, waging wars, suffering endless sufferings, enduring endless burdens—and he was able to love them for this; he saw life, the living, the indestructible, the Brahman in each of their passions, each of their deeds.
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“When a person seeks,” Siddhartha said, “it can easily happen that his eye sees only the thing he is seeking; he is incapable of finding anything, of allowing anything to enter into him, because he is always thinking only of what he is looking for, because he has a goal, because he is possessed by his goal.
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Seeking means having a goal. Finding means being free, being open, having no goal.
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Everything is one-sided that can be thought in thoughts and said with words, everything one-sided, everything half, everything is lacking wholeness, roundness, oneness.
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It only seems so because we are subject to the illusion that time exists as something real.
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I experienced by observing my own body and my own soul that I sorely needed sin, sorely needed concupiscence, needed greed, vanity, and the most shameful despair to learn to stop resisting, to learn to love the world and stop comparing it to some world I only wished for and imagined, some sort of perfection I myself had dreamed up, but instead to let it be as it was and to love it and be happy to belong to it.
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But what interests me is being able to love the world, not scorn it, not to hate it and hate myself, but to look at it and myself and all beings with love and admiration and reverence.”
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1. bis 6. Auflage. Berlin: S. Fischer, 1922. Siddharthas的出场写得像琼瑶女主角。20世纪初欧洲那群衣着考究自命不凡的恋童癖老头子写起美少年都一副口水长流的德性。 然后还常常安插一个挥之不去的狗腿黑影长侍美少年左右，作为自己的化身以解爱慕而不得的相思之苦： Mehr als sie alle aber liebte ihn Govinda, sein Freund, der Brahmanensohn. Er liebte Siddharthas Auge und holde Stimme, er liebte seinen Gang und...
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1. bis 6. Auflage. Berlin: S. Fischer, 1922.
Siddharthas的出场写得像琼瑶女主角。20世纪初欧洲那群衣着考究自命不凡的恋童癖老头子写起美少年都一副口水长流的德性。
然后还常常安插一个挥之不去的狗腿黑影长侍美少年左右，作为自己的化身以解爱慕而不得的相思之苦：
Mehr als sie alle aber liebte ihn Govinda, sein Freund, der Brahmanensohn. Er liebte Siddharthas Auge und holde Stimme, er liebte seinen Gang und den vollkommenen Anstand seiner Bewegungen, er liebte alles, was Siddhartha tat und sagte, und am meisten liebte er seinen Geist, seine hohen, feurigen Gedanken, seinen glühenden Willen, seine hohe Berufung.
Er wollte Siddhartha folgen, dem Geliebten, dem Herrlichen. Und wenn Siddhartha einstmals ein Gott würde, wenn er einstmals eingehen würde zu den Strahlenden, dann wollte Govinda ihm folgen, als sein Freund, als sein Begleiter, als sein Diener, als sein Speerträger, sein Schatten引自 1. Der Sohn des Brahmanen
“Joy leapt in his father's heart for his son who was quick to learn, thirsty for knowledge; he saw him growing up to become great wise man and priest, a prince among the Brahmans. Bliss leapt in his mother's breast when she saw him, when she saw him walking, when she saw him sit down and get up, Siddhartha, strong, handsome, he who was walking on slender legs, greeting her with perfect respect...
2019-01-19 04:57
“Joy leapt in his father's heart for his son who was quick to learn, thirsty for knowledge; he saw him growing up to become great wise man and priest, a prince among the Brahmans.
Bliss leapt in his mother's breast when she saw him, when she saw him walking, when she saw him sit down and get up, Siddhartha, strong, handsome, he who was walking on slender legs, greeting her with perfect respect.
Love touched the hearts of the Brahmans' young daughters when Siddhartha walked through the lanes of the town with the luminous forehead, with the eye of a king, with his slim hips.”
“The sinner is not on his way to become a Buddha, he is not in the process of developing. within the sinner is now and today already the future Buddha, his future is already all there, you have to worship him, in you ,in everyone the Buddha which is coming into being , the possible, the hidden Buddha.The world , my friend, is perfect in every moment, all sin already carries the divine forgiven...
2017-11-07 13:52
“The sinner is not on his way to become a Buddha, he is not in the process of developing. within the sinner is now and today already the future Buddha, his future is already all there, you have to worship him, in you ,in everyone the Buddha which is coming into being , the possible, the hidden Buddha.The world , my friend, is perfect in every moment, all sin already carries the divine forgiveness in itself, all small children already have the old person in themselves, all infants already have death, all dying people the eternal life….In the robber and dice-gambler, the Buddha is waiting;in the brahman, the robber is waiting…..。
“In deep meditation,there is the possibility to put time out of existence, to see all life which was,is,and will be as if it was simultaneous,and there everything is good,everything is perfect,everything is Brahman.”
“I see whatever exists as good, death is to me like life, sin like holiness, wisdom like foolishness, everything has to be as it is, everything only requires my consent, only my willingness, my loving agreement,to be good for me , to do nothing but work for my benefit, to be unable to ever harm me .I have experienced on my body and on my soul that I needed sin very much, I needed lust , the desire for possessions,vanity ,and needed the most shameful despair, in order to learn how to give up all resistance, in order to learn how to love the world, in order to stop comparing it to some world I wished, I imagined ,some kind of perfection I had made up, but to leave it as it is and to live it and to enjoy being a part of it…..”。
“O, you do not look like a pilgrim.you are wearing a rich man’s garment,you are wearing the shoes of a distinguished gentleman, and your hair ,with the fragrance of perfume, is not a pilgrim’s hair,not the hair of a Samana.Never have i met such a pilgrim, being a pilgrim myself for many years.” “I believe you, my dear Govind.But now, today,you’ve met a pilgrim just like this,wearing such ...
2017-11-07 13:50
“O, you do not look like a pilgrim.you are wearing a rich man’s garment,you are wearing the shoes of a distinguished gentleman, and your hair ,with the fragrance of perfume, is not a pilgrim’s hair,not the hair of a Samana.Never have i met such a pilgrim, being a pilgrim myself for many years.”
“I believe you, my dear Govind.But now, today,you’ve met a pilgrim just like this,wearing such shoes,such a garment.Remember,my dear:Not eternal is the world of appearances, not eternal, anything but eternal are our garments and the style of our hair, and our hair and bodies themselves.I am wearing a rich man’s clothes,you’ve seen this quite correctly.I am wearing them ,because I have been a rich man, and I’m wearing my hair like the worldly and lustful people, for I have been one of them.”
“I am old, but i have not stopped searching.Never i will stop searching, this seems to be my destiny.You too, so it seems to me, have been searching.Would you like to tell me something,O honorable one?”
“What should i possibly have to tell you,O venerable one? Perhaps that you are searching far too much?That in all that searching, you do not find the time for finding?”
“when someone is searching,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 goals.You, O venerable one, are perhaps indeed a searcher,because, striving for your goal, there are many things you do not see, which are directly in front of your eyes.”
“Though you have found no teachings, you still found certain thoughts, certain insights, which are your own and which help you to live?If you would like to tell me some of these, you would delight my heart.”
“Knowledge can be conveyed, but not wisdom.It can be found, it can be lived, it is possible to be carried by it,niracles can be performed with it, but it cannot be expressed in words and thoughts.I have found a thought, you will again regard as a joke or foolishness.It says: the opposite of every truth is just as true! It is like this : any truth can only be expressed and put into words when it is one-sided.A person is never entirely holy or entirely sinsul.It does really seem like this, because we are subject to deception, as if time was something real.Time is not real, I have experienced this again and again. and if time is not real, then the gap which seems to be between the world and the eternity, between suffering and blissfulness, between evil and good, is also a deception.”
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上海人民出版社2009版
小岩井
天津人民出版社2017版
meiya
陕西师范大学出版总社2015版
0 有用 Dr. Tardis 2012-02-27
我一开始以为特亵渎 其实人家还是蛮有境界的 比我高
0 有用 [已注销] 2011-06-13
Full of wisdom and considered thoughts. 读罢想起老师在毕业典礼上写给我的话——一切皆是风景。就像Siddhartha在最后对Govinda说的：Seek nothing and heed to everything.人生有这般心境才能豁达。
6 有用 [已注销] 2013-03-03
故作深沉的中学生课外读物。我是下士闻道大笑，不笑不足为道。
0 有用 Rej 2009-12-03
崩溃啊。。。看得满床打滚。。。
2 有用 已注销 2015-05-16
大二时读的英文原版就是这个封面。那时候不知道作者名字翻译成中文是黑塞，也不知道书名译成悉达多。只觉得写得真的不好，没有美也没有诗意，没有力道，连写睡觉的情节都写的那么不好看。可能完全是为“思想”而写的，那这个思想也像沙上城堡。本来可以给二分为了香艳情节，其他人给的太高了所以只给一分。
0 有用 西瓜然 2020-11-26
黑塞1922年出版的《悉达多》，谷歌上能下到原书，YouTube上能搜到免费的音频👏
0 有用 低糖奥利奥 2020-10-27
「Beautiful was this world, looking at it thus, without searching, thus simply, thus childlike」A new perspective: instead of moving up the divine line to contemplate the form, we can go down and enjoy ... 「Beautiful was this world, looking at it thus, without searching, thus simply, thus childlike」A new perspective: instead of moving up the divine line to contemplate the form, we can go down and enjoy being shadows with all other images and shadows hidden within ourselves and swimming in the flows of the river at every moment with all voices (展开)
0 有用 Sab 2020-10-19
POV: Siddhartha is gay
0 有用 ipse 2020-09-02
非常喜欢。
0 有用 一个人去旅行 2020-08-27
3星半。与其说是小说，倒不如说是直白的自我剖析。很多深入的探讨只有经历过后才读的懂其中的奥秘