Siddhartha - Herman Hesse
The story of a life, the life of an Indian boy, a guy who feels in himself that inward movement that has no name, who apparently has no reason, but occurs only in the desire to seek, search a sense, finding a place for themselves, figure out who you really are: this is Siddhartha.
Siddhartha is one who seeks, "and his research is evolving in unexpected ways, in a succession of revelations, decisions difficult road ahead. Starting from his birthplace, Siddhartha ventured to discover the world and himself by becoming an ascetic, then follow the footsteps of the enlightened Buddha Gotama, coming to live in a big city, finally discovering the secrets kept to a river him.
It 's a short novel, written in gold and sensual way, capable of carrying the reader through his words so graceful and yet so full of meaning. The narrator follows the adventures of Siddhartha, interprets the reflections and shows the maximum, life becomes that of a young man, who managed to live on their skin the same research that put in place, realizing that at the bottom of the search a meaning to life is the search itself is hidden meaning.
At the end of his research, thanks to the teachings of Vasudeva, Siddhartha discovers the importance of simplicity of life and its deepest secrets.
This book was a warning for so many generations of young people who have found in the words of Hesse a lesson about life, but also a mirror of its concerns. It 's a book which leads to reflection, leads to self, maybe someone will "take stock" of their existence, and this can only be a good thing in times like these where the reflection is always too little space.
But research remains the key theme of the book describes very well what to Hesse Siddhartha the idea of \u200b\u200b"searching" in a passage of his story:
- "When someone tries," said Siddhartha, "then it easily happens that the His eye loses the ability to see anything, out of what he seeks, and that he can not find anything, can not absorb anything, per se, because I always think only of what searching, because it has a purpose, because it is owned by its purpose. Searching means: having a purpose. But finding means: to be free, to remain open, have no purpose. -
Written by: Andrea Gaetani
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