A tribute to MB - the guy who brought me to this.....

“I wish that you, oh exalted one, would not be angry with me,” said the
young man. “I have not spoken to you like this to argue with you, to argue
about words. You are truly right, there is little to opinions. But let me
say this one more thing: I have not doubted in you for a single moment. I
have not doubted for a single moment that you are Buddha, that you have
reached the goal, the highest goal towards which so many thousands of
Brahmans and sons of Brahmans are on their way. You have found salvation
from death. It has come to you in the course of your own search, on your own path, through thoughts, through meditation, through realizations,
through enlightenment. It has not come to you by means of teachings!
And—thus is my thought, oh exalted one,—nobody will obtain salvation
by means of teachings! You will not be able to convey and say to anybody,
oh venerable one, in words and through teachings what has happened to
you in the hour of enlightenment! The teachings of the enlightened Buddha
contain much, it teaches many to live righteously, to avoid evil. But
there is one thing which these so clear, these so venerable teachings do
not contain: they do not contain the mystery of what the exalted one has
experienced for himself, he alone among hundreds of thousands. This is
what I have thought and realized, when I have heard the teachings. This is
why I am continuing my travels—not to seek other, better teachings, for I
know there are none, but to depart from all teachings and all teachers and
to reach my goal by myself or to die. But often, I’ll think of this day, oh
exalted one, and of this hour, when my eyes beheld a holy man.”

The Buddha’s eyes quietly looked to the ground; quietly, in perfect equanimity
his inscrutable face was smiling.