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Hermann Hesse Quotes - Page 13

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And here is a doctrine at which you will laugh. It seems to me, Govinda, that love is the most important thing in the world.

And here is a doctrine at which you will laugh. It seems to me, Govinda, that love is the most important thing in the world.

Love Is, Laughing, Siddhartha

Hermann Hesse (2015). “Siddhartha: An Indian Tale”, p.110, Om Books International

Abraxas was the god who was both god and devil.

Devil

Hermann Hesse (2015). “Demian: The Story of Emil Sinclair's Youth”, p.105, Simon and Schuster

That life is difficult, I have often bitterly realized.

Life Is, Difficult, Life Is Difficult

Hermann Hesse (2012). “Gertrude: A Novel”, p.112, Macmillan

Art is contemplation of the world in a state of grace and imaginatively reflecting that subjective understanding.

Art, Grace, Understanding

It is a pity that you students aren't fully aware of the luxury and abundance in which you live.

Luxury, Students, Abundance

Hermann Hesse (2002). “The Glass Bead Game: (Magister Ludi) A Novel”, p.280, Macmillan

I can think. I can wait. I can fast.

Thinking, Waiting, Siddhartha

Hermann Hesse (2016). “Siddhartha”, p.49, Jaico Publishing House

One can beg, buy, be presented with and find love in the streets, but it can never be stolen.

Finding Love, Stolen, Streets

Hermann Hesse (2015). “Siddhartha: An Indian Tale”, p.44, Om Books International

The river is everywhere.

Rivers

Hermann Hesse (2000). “Siddhartha: Siddhartha”, p.112, Shambhala Publications

The diabolical thing about melancholy is not that it makes you ill but that it makes you conceited and shortsighted; yes almost arrogant. You lapse into bad taste, thinking of yourself as Heine's Atlas, whose shoulders support all the world's puzzles and agonies, as if thousands, lost in the same maze, did not endure the same agonies.

Thinking, Conceited, Agony

Every important cultural gesture comes down to a morality, a model for human behavior concentrated into a gesture.

Important, Gestures, Morality

Hermann Hesse (2002). “The Glass Bead Game: (Magister Ludi) A Novel”, p.43, Macmillan

That is why we were drawn to one another and why we are brother and sister. I am going to teach you to dance and play and smile, and still not be happy. And you are going to teach me to think and to know and yet not be happy. Do you know that we are both children of the Devil?

Brother, Children, Thinking

Hermann Hesse (1980). “Six Novels: With Other Stories and Essays”

Man is an onion made up of a hundred integuments, a texture made up of many threads. The ancient Asiatics knew this well enough, and in the Buddhist Yoga an exact technique was devised for unmasking the illusion of the personality. The human merry-go-round sees many changes: the illusion that cost India the efforts of thousands of years to unmask is the same illusion that the West has labored just as hard to maintain and strengthen.

Buddhist, Yoga, Men

Hermann Hesse (2013). “Steppenwolf: A Novel”, p.60, Macmillan

The many-voiced song of the river echoed softly. Siddhartha looked into the river and saw many pictures in the flowing water. The river's voice was sorrowful. It sang with yearning and sadness, flowing towards its goal ... Siddhartha was now listening intently...to this song of a thousand voices ... then the great song of a thousand voices consisted of one word: Om - Perfection ... From that hour Siddhartha ceased to fight against his destiny.

Song, Rain, Sadness

Siddhartha has one single goal-to become empty, to become empty of thirst, desire, dreams, pleasure and sorrow-to let the Self die. No longer to be Self, to experience the peace of an emptied heart, to experience pure thought-that was his goal.

Dream, Heart, Self

Hermann Hesse (1980). “Six Novels: With Other Stories and Essays”

You will become tired, Siddhartha." "I will become tired." "You will fall asleep, Siddhartha." "I will not fall asleep." "You will die, Siddhartha." "I will die.

Fall, Tired, Siddhartha

Hermann Hesse (2005). “Siddhartha: Literary Touchstone Classic”, p.18, Prestwick House Inc

I am much inclined to live from my rucksack, and let my trousers fray as they like.

Travel, Fray, Trousers

Hermann Hesse (1980). “Six Novels: With Other Stories and Essays”

I want to learn from myself, want to be my student, want to get to know myself, the secret of Siddhartha.

Siddhartha, Secret, Want

Hermann Hesse (2016). “Siddhartha (World Classics, Unabridged)”, p.20, Vij Books India Pvt Ltd

The marvel of the Bhagavad-Gita is its truly beautiful revelation of life's wisdom which enables philosophy to blossom into religion.

Beautiful, Philosophy, Gita

I learned through my body and soul that it was necessary for me to sin, that I needed lust, that I had to strive for property and experience nausea and the depths of despair in order to learn not to resist them, in order to learn to love the world.

Order, Perfection, Soul

"Siddhartha: An Indian Tale".

In Germany I have been acknowledged again since the fall of Hitler, but my works, partly suppressed by the Nazis and partly destroyed by the war; have not yet been republished there.

War, Fall, Germany

Dreams and restless thoughts came flowing to him from the river, from the twinkling stars at night, from the sun's melting rays. Dreams and a restlessness of the soul came to him.

Dream, Stars, Night

Hermann Hesse (2015). “Siddhartha: An Indian Tale”, p.7, Om Books International

I will not pretend to justify this espionage I carried on, and I will say openly that all these signs of a life full of intellectual curiosity, but thoroughly slovenly and disorderly at the same time, inspired me at first with aversion and mistrust. I am not only a middle-class man, living a regular life, fond of work and punctuality; I am also an abstainer and a nonsmoker, and these bottles in Haller's room pleased me even less than the rest of his artistic disorder.

Love, Men, Class

Hermann Hesse (1983). “Steppenwolf”, Bantam

Life is always frightful. We cannot help it and we are responsible all the same. One's born and at once one is guilty.

Helping, Life Is, Guilty

Hermann Hesse (2013). “Steppenwolf: A Novel”, p.206, Macmillan

All the women of this fevered night, all that I had danced with, all whom I had kindled or who have kindled me, all whom I had courted, all who had clung to me with longing, all whom I had followed with enraptured eyes were melted together and had become one, the one whom I held in my arms.

Eye, Night, Together

Hermann Hesse (1983). “Steppenwolf”, Bantam

I am fond of music I think because it is so amoral. Everything else is moral and I am after something that isn't. I have always found moralizing intolerable.

Music, Thinking, Moral

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