Hermann Hesse《流浪者之歌》SIDDHARTHA
"I am also perfectly contented that one person's treasure of wisdom always sounds like foolishness to someone else."
“I can love a stone, Govinda, and also a tree or a piece of bark. They are physical things, and things can be loved. But words I cannot love. Therefore, teachings mean nothing to me; they possess neither hardness, nor softness, nor colours, nor edges, nor odour, nor taste; they possess nothing but words. Perhaps that is what prevents you from finding peace, perhaps it is all those words. For even salvation and virtue, even SAMSARA and NIRVANA, are mere words, Govinda. There is no thing that is NIRVANA, there is only the word NIRVANA."
“I can love a stone, Govinda, and also a tree or a piece of bark. They are physical things, and things can be loved. But words I cannot love. Therefore, teachings mean nothing to me; they possess neither hardness, nor softness, nor colours, nor edges, nor odour, nor taste; they possess nothing but words. Perhaps that is what prevents you from finding peace, perhaps it is all those words. For even salvation and virtue, even SAMSARA and NIRVANA, are mere words, Govinda. There is no thing that is NIRVANA, there is only the word NIRVANA."
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