No More Learning

One does not need to deny the distress of the young Siddhartha upon his first departures from his father'S palace, when he first saw the ills of the world in the shape of the sick, the old and the dead with his own eyes, nor his fasci- nation with the ascetic, whom he           met last when he left the palace by the north gate, and whose sight pulled Siddhartha onto the path of redemption.