Summary

André Ferdinand Herold The Life of Buddha — 13. Siddhartha the Hermit (1927)

Unhappiness is born of desire; that man is to be pitied who is a slave to his passions. When a man dies, there are always heirs to his fortune, but heirs to his virtues are rarely found, are never found. If my father says to you, 'He left for the forest before the appointed time,' you will answer that life is so uncertain that the practise of virtue is never untimely. Say this to the king, O my friend, and do your best to make him forget me. Tell him that I possess neither virtue nor merit; for a man without virtue is never loved, and he who is never loved is never mourned.
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André Ferdinand Herold The Life of Buddha — 13. Siddhartha the Hermit (1927)

And when I appear before your father, you ask me to deny your merit and your virtue! How can I do that, my lord? I can not lie. And even if I should decide to lie, who would believe me? Who can be made to believe that the moon has fiery beams?"
He seized the hero's hand.
"Do not forsake us! Come back, oh, come back!"
Siddhartha still remained silent. Finally, he said in a solemn voice:
"We must part, Chanda. There comes a time when people who are bound by the closest ties must go their own ways.
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