Monday, 9 June 2008

Siddhartha

Do you remember the stolen meme from a while back? Not too much later Sageweb posted her answer to the page 123 meme:

picking the closest book is technically not what I did. All my books are in a bookshelf, so I went over a picked a favorite, Vagina Monologues. It onlys have 118 pages so I went to my most favoritist book of all time, Siddhartha, by Herman Hesse.
This book has 132 pages so I got lucky, here it goes.

For a long time a beautiful courtesan was my teacher, and a rich merchant was my teacher, and so were several dicers. Once, a wandering disciple of the Buddha was my teacher; he sat with me during his pilgrimage when I had fallen a sleep in the forest. I learned from him too, I was thankful to him too, very thankful.

This reminded me that I also love that book. Just for fun I opened it at page 123 of my copy, found the fifth sentence and posted the following three:

Siddhartha aber stieg wieder in das Boot und fuhr zu der Hütte zurück, seines Vaters gedenkend, seines Sohnes gedenkend, vom Flusse verlacht, mich sich selbst im Streit, geneigt zur Verzweiflung, und nicht minder geneigt, über sich und die ganze Welt laut mitzulachen. Ach, noch blühte die Wund nicht, noch wehrte sein Herz sich wider das Schicksal, noch strahlte nicht Heiterkeit und Sieg aus seinem Leide. Duch fühlte er Hoffnung, und da er zur Hütte zurückgekehrt war, spürte er ein unbesiegbares Verlangen, sich vor Vasudeva zu öffnen, ihm alles zu zeigen, ihm, dem Meister des Zuhörens, alles zu sagen.

Now I'm re-reading the whole book again. Thanks to Sageweb - and of course Hermann Hesse.

2 comments:

Stash said...

You know, someone tagged me and I still haven't responded. Too busy foodblogging.

Maybe one of these days...

SubtleKnife said...

Do iiiiiitttttt!