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Hermann Hesse Quotes about Soul

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We must become so alone, so utterly alone, that we withdraw into our innermost self. It is a way of bitter suffering. But then our solitude is overcome, we are no longer alone, for we find that our innermost self is the

We must become so alone, so utterly alone, that we withdraw into our innermost self. It is a way of bitter suffering. But then our solitude is overcome, we are no longer alone, for we find that our innermost self is the spirit, that it is God, the indivisible. And suddenly we find ourselves in the midst of the world, yet undisturbed by its multiplicity, for our innermost soul we know ourselves to be one with all being.

Loneliness, Self, Soul

As a body everyone is single, as a soul never.

Being Single, Soul, Literature

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

Your soul is the whole world.

Soul, Siddhartha, World

Hermann Hesse (2016). “Siddhartha (World Classics, Unabridged)”, p.5, Vij Books India Pvt Ltd

Every phenomenon on earth is symbolic, and each symbol is an open gate through which the soul, if it is ready, can enter into the inner part of the world, where you and I and day and night are all one.

Night, Soul, One Day

What you call passion is not spiritual force, but friction between the soul and the outside world.

Spiritual, Passion, Soul

Hermann Hesse (2002). “The Glass Bead Game: (Magister Ludi) A Novel”, p.82, Macmillan

Om is the bow, the arrow is soul.

Arrows, Soul, Bows

Hermann Hesse (2016). “Siddhartha”, p.9, Jaico Publishing House

But of all the water's secrets, he saw today only a single one-one that struck his soul. He saw that this water flowed and flowed, it was constantly flowing, and yet it was always there; it was always eternally the same and yet new at every moment! Oh, to be able to grasp this, to understand this!

Water, Soul, Secret

All birth means separation from the All, the confinement within limitation, the separation from God, the pangs of being born ever anew. The return into the All, the dissolution of painful individuation, the reunion with God means the expansion of the soul until it is able once more to embrace the All.

Mean, Soul, Expansion

Hermann Hesse (1983). “Steppenwolf”, Bantam

Look: We hate nothing that exists, not even death, suffering and dying, does not horrify our souls, as long as we learn more deeply to love.

Hate, Long, Soul

I call that man awake who, with conscious knowledge and understanding, can perceive the deep unreasoning powers in his soul, his whole innermost strength, desire and weakness, and knows how to reckon with himself.

Men, Understanding, Soul

Hermann Hesse (1959). “Goldmund”

...and gradually his face assumed the expressions which are so often found among rich people - the expressions of discontent, of sickliness, of displeasure, of idleness, of lovelessness. Slowly the soul sickness of the rich crept over him.

Expression, People, Soul

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

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".

...and the vessel was not full, his intellect was not satisfied, his soul was not at peace, his heart was not still.

Heart, Soul, Intellect

Hermann Hesse (2015). “Siddhartha: An Indian Tale”, p.8, Om Books International

Every natural form is latent within us, originates in the soul whose essence is eternity, whose essence we cannot know but which most often intimates itself to us as the power to love and create.

Essence, Soul, Eternity

...Haller's sickness of the soul, as I now know, is not the eccentricity of a single individual, but the sickness of the times themselves, the neurosis of that generation to which Haller belongs, a sickness, it seems, that by no means attacks the weak and worthless only but, rather, precisely those who are strongest in spirit and richest in gifts.

Mean, Soul, Generations

Hermann Hesse (2013). “Steppenwolf: A Novel”, p.21, Macmillan

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