The reason why I do not know anything about myself, the reason why Siddhartha has remained alien and unknown to myself is due to one thing, to one single thing--I was afraid of myself, I was fleeing from myself. I… — Hermann Hesse Copy Share Image
What is meditation?... It is fleeing from the self, it is a short escape of the agony of being a self, it is a short numbing of the senses against the pain and the pointlessness of life. The same escape,… — Hermann Hesse Copy Share Image
Only within yourself exists the other reality for which you long. I can give you nothing that has not already its being within yourself.… — Hermann Hesse Copy Share
Therefore, I see whatever exists as good, death is to me like life, sin like holiness, wisdom like foolishness, everything has to be as… — Hermann Hesse Copy Share
A home isn't just a roof over our heads. A home is a place where we feel loved and where we love others. It's… — Hermann Hesse Copy Share
Fortunately, like most children, I had learned what is most valuable, most indispensable for life before school years began, taught by apple trees, by… — Hermann Hesse Copy Share
“The mistaken and unhappy notion that a man is an enduring unity is known to you. It is also known to you that a… — Hermann Hesse Copy Share
“... it would be better for our country and the world in general, if at least the few people who were capable of thought… — Hermann Hesse Copy Share
The bird fights its way out of the egg. The egg is the world. Who would be born must first destroy a world. The… — Hermann Hesse Copy Share
It may be important to great thinkers to examine the world, to explain and despise it. But I think it is only important to… — Hermann Hesse Copy Share
“..it is useless for you to build walls and dormitories and chapels and churches. Death looks through the window and laughs..” — Hermann Hesse Copy Share
“When the world is at peace, when all things are tranquil and all men obey their superiors in all their courses, then music can… — Hermann Hesse Copy Share
“And if time is not real, then the dividing line that seems to lie between this world and eternity, between suffering and bliss, between… — Hermann Hesse Copy Share
Beautiful was this world, looking at it thus, without searching, thus simply, thus childlike. — Hermann Hesse Copy Share
