Love of God is not always the same as love of good. Herman Hesse godgoodlove Change image and share on social
It is not Kafka's fault that his wonderful writings have lately turned into a fad, and are read by people who have neither the ability nor the desire to absorb literature. Herman Hesse abilityabsorbdesire Change image and share on social
Seeking means: to have a goal; but finding means: to be free, to be receptive, to have no goal. Herman Hesse findfreegoal Change image and share on social
It was morning; through the high window I saw the pure, bright blue of the sky as it hovered cheerfully over the long roofs of the neighboring houses. It too seemed full of joy, as if it had special plans, and had put on its finest clothes for the occasion. Herman Hesse bluebrightcheerfully share on social
For me, however, that beloved, glowing little word happiness has become associated with everything I have felt since childhood upon hearing the sound of the word itself. Herman Hesse belovedchildhoodfelt Change image and share on social
I was out of my bed in one second, trembling with excitement, and I dashed to the door and into the adjoining room, where I could watch the streets below from the windows. Herman Hesse adjoinbeddash Change image and share on social
If time is not real, then the dividing line between this world and eternity, between suffering and bliss, between good and evil, is also an illusion. Herman Hesse blissdivideeternity Change image and share on social
Among the letters my readers write me, there is a certain category which is continuously growing, and which I see as a symptom of the increasing intellectualization of the relationship between readers and literature. Herman Hesse categorycontinuouslygrow share on social
Nevertheless, whether in occurrences lasting days, hours or mere minutes at a time, I have experienced happiness often, and have had brief encounters with it in my later years, even in old age. Herman Hesse agedayencounter Change image and share on social
It was still quiet in the house, and not a sound was heard from outside, either. Were it not for this silence, my reverie would probably have been disrupted by reminders of daily duties, of getting up and going to school. Herman Hesse dailydisruptduty share on social
