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“I have always thirsted for knowledge, I have always been full of questions.”
― Hermann Hesse, Siddhartha

“They both listened silently to the water, which to them was not just water, but the voice of life, the voice of Being, the voice of perpetual Becoming.”
― Hermann Hesse, Siddhartha

“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.”
― Hermann Hesse, Siddhartha

“Whether it is good or evil, whether life in itself is pain or pleasure, whether it is uncertain-that it may perhaps be this is not important-but the unity of the world, the coherence of all events, the embracing of the big and the small from the same stream, from the same law of cause, of becoming and dying.”
― Hermann Hesse, Siddhartha

“...and the vessel was not full, his intellect was not satisfied, his soul was not at peace, his heart was not still.”
― Hermann Hesse, Siddhartha

“Stages



As every flower fades and as all youth
Departs, so life at every stage,
So every virtue, so our grasp of truth,
Blooms in its day and may not last forever.
Since life may summon us at every age
Be ready, heart, for parting, new endeavor,
Be ready bravely and without remorse
To find new light that old ties cannot give.
In all beginnings dwells a magic force
For guarding us and helping us to live.

Serenely let us move to distant places
And let no sentiments of home detain us.
The Cosmic Spirit seeks not to restrain us
But lifts us stage by stage to wider spaces.
If we accept a home of our own making,
Familiar habit makes for indolence.
We must prepare for parting and leave-taking
Or else remain the slaves of permanence.

Even the hour of our death may send
Us speeding on to fresh and newer spaces,
And life may summon us to newer races.
So be it, heart: bid farewell without end.”
― Hermann Hesse, The Glass Bead Game

“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.”
― Hermann Hesse, Steppenwolf

“A thousand times I was ready to regret and take back my rash statement - yet it had been the truth.”
― Hermann Hesse

“I felt knowledge and the unity of the world circulate in me like my own blood.”
― Hermann Hesse, Siddhartha

“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.”
― Hermann Hesse, Siddhartha

“There is, so I believe, in the essence of everything, something that we cannot call learning. There is, my friend, only a knowledge-that is everywhere, that is Atman, that is in me and you and in every creature, and I am beginning to believe that this knowledge has no worse enemy than the man of knowledge, than learning.”
― Hermann Hesse, Siddhartha

“You show the world as a complete, unbroken chain, an eternal chain, linked together by cause and effect.”
― Hermann Hesse, Siddhartha

“...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.”
― Hermann Hesse, Steppenwolf

“I don’t write literature but simply confessions, just as a drowning man or a man dying of poisoning no longer worries about the state of his hair or the modulation of his voice, but instead simply lets out a scream.”
― Hermann Hesse, Steppenwolf

“Were not the gods forms created like me and you, mortal, transient?”
― Hermann Hesse

“He sat thus, lost in meditation, thinking Om, his soul as the arrow directed at Brahman.”
― Hermann Hesse, Siddhartha

“It is not enough to read Hesse
and drink clam chowder,
we must have the answers.”
― Anne Sexton, Transformations

“The surrender to Nature's irrational, strangely confused formations produces in us a feeling of inner harmony with the force responsible for these phenomena. We soon fall prey to the temptation of thinking of them as being our own moods, our own creations, and see the boundaries separating us from Nature begin to quiver and dissolve. We become acquainted with that state of mind in which we are unable to decide whether the images on our retina are the result of impressions coming from without or from within. Nowhere as in this exercise can we discover so easily and so simply to what extent we are creative, to what extent our soul partakes of the constant creation of the world. For it is the same indivisible divinity that is active through us and in Nature, and if the outside world were to be destroyed, a single one of us would be capable of rebuilding it: mountain and stream, tree and leaf, root and flower, yes, every natural form is latent within us, originates in the soul whose essence is eternity, whose essence we cannot know but which often intimates itself to us as the power to love and create.”
― Hermann Hesse, Demian

“Könnte ich es sagen und lehren, so wäre ich ein Weiser. So aber bin ich nur ein Fährmann und meine Aufgabe ist es, Menschen über diesen Fluss zu setzen.”
― Hermann Hesse

“My conscious self lived within the familiar and sanctioned world, it denied the new world that dawned within me.”
― Hermann Hesse

“However, one can study someone very closely and then one can often know almost exactly what he thinks or feels and thenone can also anticipate what he will do the next moment. It's simple enough, only people don't know it.”
― Herman Hesse, Demian

“All of a sudden there was a human being, a living human being, to shatter the death that had come down over me like a glass case, and to put out a hand to me, a good and beautiful and warm hand.”
― Hermann Hesse, Steppenwolf

“Can’t you get into your head, my learned friend, that you’ve taken a liking to me and feel that I matter because I’m a kind of mirror for you, because something in me responds to you and understands you? Actually, all human beings ought to be such mirrors for one another, responding and corresponding to each other in this way, but the thing is that cranks like you are oddities. You easily get lead astray, bewitched into thinking that you can no longer see or read anything in the eyes of other people, that there is nothing there that concerns you any more. And when a crank of your sort suddenly discovers a face again that really looks at him, in which he senses something akin to a response and an affinity, it naturally fills him with joy.”
― Hermann Hesse, Steppenwolf

“At times he heard within him a soft, gentle voice, which reminded him quietly, complained quietly, so that he could hardly hear it. Then he suddenly saw clearly that he was leading a strange life, that he was doing many things that were only a game, that he was quite cheerful and sometimes experienced pleasure, but that real life was flowing past him and did not touch him. Like a player who plays with his ball, he played with his business, with the people around him, watched them, derived amusement from them; but with his heart, with his real nature, he was not there. His real self wandered elsewhere, far away, wandered on and on invisibly and had nothing to do with his life”
― Hermann Hesse, Siddhartha

“�� ništa na svetu nije čoveku odvratnije negoli da pođe putem koji ga vodi njemu samome?
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Ako nekog mrzimo, onda u njegovom liku mrzimo nešto je usađeno u nama samima. Ono što nije u nama samima t, to nas ne uzbuđuje.
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Ta nisam hteo ništa drugo nego da pokušam preživeti ono što je samo od sebe htelo da izbije iz mene. Zašto je to bilo tako mnogo teško?
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Ako čovek kome je nešto neophodno, nađe to što mu je nužno, onda mu to ne pruža slučaj, nego on sam, njegova rođena žudnja I moranje dovodi do toga.
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Ptica se probija iz jajeta. Jaje je svet. Ko hoće da bude rođen, mora da razori jedan svet. Ptica leti prema Bogu. Bog se zove Abraksas.”
― Hermann Hesse, Demian / Siddhartha

“�� �� ništa na svetu nije čoveku odvratnije negoli da pođe putem koji ga vodi njemu samome!
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Ako nekog mrzimo, onda u njegovom liku mrzimo nešto je usađeno u nama samima. Ono što nije u nama samima, to nas ne uzbuđuje.
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Ta nisam hteo ništa drugo nego da pokušam preživeti ono što je samo od sebe htelo da izbije iz mene. Zašto je to bilo tako mnogo teško?
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Ako čovek kome je nešto neophodno, nađe to što mu je nužno, onda mu to ne pruža slučaj, nego on sam, njegova rođena žudnja I moranje dovodi do toga.
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Ptica se probija iz jajeta. Jaje je svet. Ko hoće da bude rođen, mora da razori jedan svet. Ptica leti prema Bogu. Bog se zove Abraksas.”
― Hermann Hesse, Demian / Siddhartha

“�� ništa na svetu nije čoveku odvratnije negoli da pođe putem koji ga vodi njemu samome!
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Ako nekog mrzimo, onda u njegovom liku mrzimo nešto je usađeno u nama samima. Ono što nije u nama samima, to nas ne uzbuđuje.
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Ta nisam hteo ništa drugo nego da pokušam preživeti ono što je samo od sebe htelo da izbije iz mene. Zašto je to bilo tako mnogo teško?
...
Ako čovek kome je nešto neophodno, nađe to što mu je nužno, onda mu to ne pruža slučaj, nego on sam, njegova rođena žudnja I moranje dovodi do toga.
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Ptica se probija iz jajeta. Jaje je svet. Ko hoće da bude rođen, mora da razori jedan svet. Ptica leti prema Bogu. Bog se zove Abraksas.”
― Hermann Hesse, Demian

“One thing alone was certain, and this became the leitmotif of this remarkable myth of the Brahmin's son Siddhartha, who sets off on a journey to try and discover the truth about his life: Place no credence in those who teach wisdom, for you can only attain wisdom through your own life and your own sacrifices. By contrast, if you follow the former path, all you will ever be is at best a good student, who in turn becomes a teacher who has nothing to impart about his own experience - except for knowledge that is of little value.
That insight undoubtedly had more of Nietzsche's Zarathustra about it than Buddha. 'Don't follow me, follow yourself.' For it was not a question of renouncing the Self but precisely about finding it. This was a very Western line of thought. The only things that were to be left behind were the idols that feigned a truth they did not possess. This also included smashing false self-images. Individualism that had disconnected itself from the totality of thing was an aberration. The Enlightenment image of humans as masters of nature was a lie. Siddhartha finds himself faced by a series of pure graven images - all of which he must destroy in order to become himself.”
― Gunnar Decker, Hesse: The Wanderer and His Shadow

“Stepių Vilkas, atkyldęs į mūsų miestus, į kamenės gyvenimą - joks kitas vaizdas taip įtikinamai neparodys, koks šis žmogus baugštus, vienišas, koks laukinis, neramus, kaip pasiilgęs tėvynės ir kaip jam jos trūksta.”
― Hesse Herman

“<...> girdi, kaip už langų gyvena pasualis ir žmonės, žino, kad yra nuo jų atsiskyręs, bet nesižudo, nes tikėjimo likutis jam sako, jog turi širdimi iki galo patirti šią kančią, šią baisią kančią ir mirti turi nuo šios kančios.”
― Hesse Herman