Siddhartha - Part 2 - Chapter - 7

by Hermann Hesse in English Short Stories

7 OM For a long time, the wound continued to burn. Many a traveller Siddhartha had to ferry across the river who was accompanied by a son or a daughter, and he saw none of them without envying him, ...Read Morethinking: “So many, so many thousands possess this sweetest of good fortunes—why don’t I? Even bad people, even thieves and robbers have children and love them, and are being loved by them, all except for me.” Thus simply, thus without reason he now thought, thus similar to the childlike people he had become. Differently than before, he now looked upon Read Less