Gaze into the fire, into the clouds, and as soon as the inner voices begin to speak... surrender to them. Don't ask… — Hermann Hesse Copy Share Image
To such men the desperate and horrible thought has come that perhaps the whole of human life is but a bad joke,… — Hermann Hesse Copy Share Image
“A father can pass on his nose and eyes and even his intelligence to his child, but not his soul. In every… — Hermann Hesse Copy Share Image
“To such men the desperate and horrible thought has come that perhaps the whole of human life is but a bad joke,… — Hermann Hesse Copy Share Image
“In the mango grove, shade poured into his black eyes, when playing as a boy, when his mother sang, when the sacred… — Hermann Hesse Copy Share Image
“You told me," he said, "that you love music because it isamoral. That's all right with me. But in that case you… — Hermann Hesse Copy Share Image
“There is much that I could say about the happy and tender incidents in my childhood days, the sense of security which… — Hermann Hesse Copy Share Image
“He had started to suspect that his venerable father and his other teachers, that the wise Brahmins had already revealed to him… — Hermann Hesse Copy Share Image
It was the first rent in the holy image of my father, it was the first fissure in the columns that had… — Hermann Hesse Copy Share Image
“Art was a union of the father and mother worlds, of mind and blood. It might start in utter sensuality and lead… — Hermann Hesse Copy Share Image
“Novalis and Dostoyevsky, awaited me just as do the mother, or the wife, the children, maids, dogs and cats in the case… — Hermann Hesse Copy Share Image
Without a mother, one cannot love. Without a mother, one cannot die. — Hermann Hesse Copy Share Image
“Siddhartha began to understand that it was not happiness and peace that had come to him with his son but, rather, sorrow… — Hermann Hesse Copy Share Image
“I have no idea whether parents can be of help, and I do not blame mine. It was my own affair to… — Hermann Hesse Copy Share Image
“The father touched Siddhartha's shoulder. 'You will go into the forest,' he said, 'and become a Samana. If you find bliss in… — 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… — Hermann Hesse Copy Share Image
Every path leads homeward, every step is birth, every step is death, every grave is mother. — 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
