“She rose to her feet and preceded me into the garden twilight. Tall and queenly, the woman of mystery strolled among the silent trees and above her head the myriad stars glowed tenderly.” — Hermann Hesse Copy Share Image
Man designs for himself a garden with a hundred kinds of trees, a thousand kinds of flowers, a hundred kinds of fruit and vegetables. Suppose, then, that the gardener of this garden knew no other distinction between edible and inedible,… — 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 Image
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 Image
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 Image
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 Image
“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 Image
“... 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 Image
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 Image
Everything becomes a little different as soon as it is spoken out loud. — Hermann Hesse Copy Share Image
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 Image
“..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 Image
“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 Image
