“And when I had learned it, I looked at my life, and it was also a river, and the boy Siddhartha was only separated from the man Siddhartha and from the old man Siddhartha by a shadow, not by something… — Hermann Hesse Copy Share Image
“For years he had been without a home and not felt it. Now he felt it. Up until now, even in the depths of his meditative absorption, he had been his father's son, a Brahmin, a spiritual man. Now he… — Hermann Hesse Copy Share Image
