Siddhartha

One day, Govinda was lingering with other monks during a rest in the grove that the courtesan Kamala had donated to the disciples of Gotama. He had heard talk of a ferryman who lived by the river, a day’s journey away, and who was regarded by many as a wise man. When Govinda resumed his journey, he chose the road that led to the ferry, eager to see this ferryman. For although he had lived his entire life according to the Rule and was regarded with respect even by the younger monks for his age and his modesty, the restlessness and longing of the search had not yet been extinguished in his heart.

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