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Hermann Hesse Quotes about Children

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A tree says: My strength is trust. I know nothing about my fathers, I know nothing about the thousand children that every year spring out of me. I live out the secret of my seed to the very end, and I care for nothing

A tree says: My strength is trust. I know nothing about my fathers, I know nothing about the thousand children that every year spring out of me. I live out the secret of my seed to the very end, and I care for nothing else. I trust that God is in me. I trust that my labor is holy. Out of this trust I live.

Children, Father, Spring

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

I have had to experience so much stupidity, so many vices, so much error, so much nausea, disillusionment and sorrow, just in order to become a child again and begin anew. I had to experience despair, I had to sink to the greatest mental depths, to thoughts of suicide, in order to experience grace.

Depression, Suicide, Children

Hermann Hesse (2015). “Siddhartha: An Indian Tale”, p.73, Om Books International

Writing is good, thinking is better. Cleverness is good, patience is better.

Inspirational, Children, Writing

Hermann Hesse, Sherab Chödzin (2002). “Siddhartha: A New Translation”, p.59, Shambhala Publications

The world was so beautiful when regarded like this, without searching, so simply, in such a childlike way. Moons and stas were beautiful, beautiful were bank and stream, forest and rocks, goat and gold-bug, flower and butterfly. So lovely, so delightful to go through the world this way, so like a child, awake, open to what is near, without distrust.

Beautiful, Children, Flower

Hermann Hesse (2007). “Siddhartha”, Fine Communications

Gratitude is not a virtue I believe in, and to me it seems hypocritical to expect it from a child.

Gratitude, Children, Believe

Passion is always a mystery and unaccountable, and unfortunately there is no doubt that life does not spare its purest children; often it is just the most deserving people who cannot help loving those that destroy them.

Breakup, Children, Passion

"Gertrude". Book by Hermann Hesse, p. 217, 1910.

It is good to taste for yourself everything you need to know. That worldly pleasures and wealth are not good things, I learned even as a child. I knew it for a long time, but only now have I experienced it.

Children, Heart, Eye

"Siddhartha".

A father can pass on his nose and eyes and even his intelligence to his child, but not his soul. In every human being the soul is new

Children, Father, Eye

Despair is the result of each earnest attempt to go through life with virtue, justice and understanding, and to fulfill their requirements. Children live on one side of despair, the awakened on the other side.

Children, Justice, Understanding

Hermann Hesse (2013). “The Journey to the East: A Novel”, p.106, Macmillan

The world, Govinda my friend, is not imperfect, not to be seen as on a slow path toward perfection: No, it is perfect in every moment, all transgression already bears grace within itself, all little children already have the aged in themselves, all the sucklings death, all the dying eternal life.

Children, Perfect, Grace

Hermann Hesse (2007). “Siddhartha”, Fine Communications

One cannot apologize for something fundamental, and a child feels and knows this as well and as deeply as any sage.

Children, Fundamentals, Sage

Ernest Hemingway, Knut Hamsun, Hermann Hesse (1971). “Ernest Hemingway, Knut Hamsun [and] Hermann Hesse”

Every sin already carries grace within in, all small children are potential old men, all sucklings have death within them, all dying people - eternal life. The Buddha exists in the robber and dice player; the robber exists in the Brahmin.

Children, Player, Men

Hermann Hesse (2015). “Siddhartha: An Indian Tale”, p.107, Om Books International

The realization that my problem was one that concerned all men, a problem of living and thinking, suddenly swept over me and I was overwhelmed by fear and respect as I suddenly saw and felt how deeply my own personal life and opinions were immersed in the eternal stream of great ideas. Though it offered some confirmation and gratification, the realization was not really a joyful one. It was hard and had a harsh taste because it implied responsibility and no longer being allowed to be a child; it meant standing on one’s own feet.

Children, Responsibility, Men

With a secret smile, not unlike that of a healthy child,he walked along, peacefully, quietly. He wore his gown and walked along exactly like the other monks, but his face and his step, his peaceful downward glance, his peaceful downward-hanging hand, and every finger of his hand spoke of peace, spoke of completeness, sought nothing, imitated nothing, reflected a continuous quiet, an unfading light, an invulnerable peace.

Peace, Children, Light

Hermann Hesse (2015). “Siddhartha: An Indian Tale”, p.25, Om Books International

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”

Fortunately, like most children, I had learned what is most valuable, most indispensable for life before school years began, taught by apple trees, by rain and sun, river and woods.

Children, Rain, School

And what is called history at school, and all we learn by heart there about heroes and geniuses and great deeds and fine emotions, is all nothing but a swindle invented by the schoolmasters for educational reasons to keep children occupied for a given number of years. It has always been so and always will be.

Children, Educational, Hero

Hermann Hesse (1983). “Steppenwolf”, Bantam

The way to innocence, to the uncreated and to God leads on, not back, not back to the wolf or to the child, but ever further into sin, ever deeper into human life.

Children, Way, Innocence

Hermann Hesse (1983). “Steppenwolf”, Bantam

I realize that some people will not believe that a child of little more than ten years is capable of having such feelings. My story is not intended for them. I am telling it to those who have a better knowledge of man. The adult who has learned to translate a part of his feelings into thoughts notices the absence of these thoughts in a child, and therefore comes to believe that the child lacks these experiences, too. Yet rarely in my life have I felt and suffered as deeply as at that time.

Children, Believe, Men

In the beginning was the myth. God, in his search for self-expression, invested the souls of Hindus, Greeks, and Germans with poetic shapes and continues to invest each child's soul with poetry every day.

Children, Self, Expression

"Peter Camenzind". Book by Hermann Hesse, 1904.

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