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It was fortunate that love did not need words; or else it would be full of misunderstanding and foolishness.
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understanding
friendship
love
hermann-hesse
language
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he called himself the Steppenwolf, and this too estranged and disturbed me a little. What an expression...a wolf of the steppes that had lost its way and strayed into the towns and the life of the herd, a more striking image could not be found for his shy loneliness, his savagery, his restlessness, his homesickness, his homelessness.
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Once in their youth the light shone for them; they saw the light and followed the star, but then came reason and the mockery of the world; then came faint-heartedness and apparent failure; then came weariness and disillusionment, and so they lost their way again, they became blind again.
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For it cannot be denied that all over the world and in all ages there are beings who are perceived to be extraordinary, charming, and appealing, and whom many honor as benevolent spirits, because they make one think of a more beautiful, a freer, a more winged life than the one we lead.
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free
life
inspirational
metamorphoses
pictor-s
hermann-hesse
hesse
extraordinary
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Did you," so he asked him at one time, "did you too learn that secret from the river: that there is no time?" Vasudeva's face was filled with a bright smile. "Yes, Siddhartha," he spoke. "It is this what you mean, isn't it: that the river is everywhere at once, at the source and at the mouth, at the waterfall, at the ferry, at the rapids, in the sea, in the mountains, everywhere at once, and that there is only the present time for it, not t..
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time
suffering
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A melody occurs to you; you sing it silently, inwardly ... ; you steep your being in it; it takes possession of all your strength and emotions, and during the time it lives in you, it effaces all that is fortuitous, evil, coarse and sad in you; it brings the world into harmony with you, it makes burdens light and gives wings to the benumbed.
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f2a0d1f
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Je suis tres content de mon bonheur, je puis encore le subir un bon moment. Seulement, quand il me donne une heure de repit pour prendre conscience, pour redevenir nostalgique, alors toute cette nostalgie tend non pas a garder toujours ce bonheur, mais a souffrir encore, en plus grand, en plus beau qu'autrefois. Je me consume du besoin d'une souffrance qui me rende pret et desireux de mourir.
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mélancolie
nostalgie
mort
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f948c75
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kn lmwt ybdw ldh`an, wkn qwyan wTyban m`an. k'b Hnwn y`wd l~ lbyt bbn th. w`lmt fj'@ mn jdyd 'n lmwt hw 'khwn ldhky lTyb ldhy y`rf ls`@ lmnsb@ wldhy ynbGy `lyn 'n nntZrh amnyn mTmy'nyn
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789c8eb
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Each one carries with him to the end traces of his birth, the slime and eggshells of a primordial world. Many a one never becomes a human-being, but remains a frog, lizard, or ant. Many a one is a human-being above and a fish below.
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Without You" My Pillow gazes upon me at night Empty as a gravestone; I never thought it would be so bitter To be alone, Not to lie down asleep in your hair. I lie alone in a silent house, The hanging lamp darkened, And gently stretch out my hands To gather in yours, And softly press my warm mouth Toward you, and kiss myself, exhausted and weak- Then suddenly I'm awake And all around me the cold night grows still. The star in the window shin..
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His face was still more clever and spiritual than others, but it seldom smiled, and one after the other it was taking on the traits one so often observes in the faces of the wealthy: that look of dissatisfaction, infirmity, displeasure, lethargy, unkindness. Slowly he was being stricken with the maladies that afflict rich people's souls.
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Vasudeva listened with great attention. Listening carefully, he let everything enter his mind, birthplace and childhood, all that learning, all that searching, all joy, all distress. This was among the ferryman's virtues one of the greatest: like only a few, he knew how to listen. Without him having spoken a word, the speaker sensed how Vasudeva let his words enter his mind, quiet, open, waiting, how he did not lose a single one, awaited no..
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thoughts
inspirational
listener
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As far as teachers are concerned, they define young geniuses as those who are bad, disrespectful, smoke at fourteen, fall in love at fifteen, can be found at sixteen hanging out in bars, read forbidden books, write scandalous essays, occasionally stare down a teacher in class, are marked in the attendance book as rebels, and are budding candidates for room-arrest.
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62398b0
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The bourgeois today burns as heretics and hangs as criminals those to whom he erects monuments tomorrow.
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243af31
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Bir kimse ariyorsa, gozu aradigi seyden baskasini gormez cokluk, bir turlu bulmasini beceremez, disaridan hicbir seyi alip kendi icine aktaramaz, cunku akli fikri aradigi seydedir hep, cunku bir amaci vardir, cunku bu amacin buyusune kapilmistir. Aramak, bir amaci olmak demektir. bulmaksa ozgur olmak, disa acik bulunmak, hicbir amaci olmamak. Sen ey saygideger kisi, belki gercekten arayan birisin, cunku amacinin pesinde kostugundan hemen go..
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siddhartha
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b6ebd35
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We know from several statements of Knecht's that he wanted to write the former Master's biography, but official duties left him no time for such a task. He had learned to curb his own wishes. Once he remarked to one of his tutors: "It is a pity that you students aren't fully aware of the luxury and abundance in which you live. But I was exactly the same when I was still a student. We study and work, don't waste much time, and think we may r..
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time
youth
freedom
possibilities
duties
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Siddhartha does nothing, he waits, he thinks, he fasts, but he passes through the things of the world like a rock through water, without doing anything, without stirring; he is drawn, he lets himself fall. His goal attracts him, because he doesn't let anything enter his soul which might oppose the goal.
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Samoca je neovisnost, nju sam prizeljkivao i godinama je nastojao izboriti. Bila je hladna, oh da, ali je bila i tiha, divno tiha i velika nalik na hladnu tihu prostoriju u kojoj se vrte zvijezde.
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stepski-vuk
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all sin already carries the divine forgiveness in itself, all small children already have the old person in themselves, all infants already have death, all dying people the eternal life.
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everything has to be as it is, everything only requires my consent, only my willingness, my loving agreement, to be good for me, to do nothing but work for my benefit, to be unable to ever harm me.
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Let the things be illusions or not, after all I would then also be an illusion, and thus they are always like me.
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All this seemed a decorative newly painted picture behind clear new glass.
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Narziss was dark and thin of face, and Goldmund open and radiant as a flower. Narziss was a thinker and anatomiser, Goldmund a dreamer and a child. Yet things common to both could bridge these differences. Both were knightly and delicate; both set apart by visible signs from their fellows, since both had received the particular admonishment of fate.
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goldmund
narziss
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For every true statement there is an opposite one that is also true; that language and the confines of time lead people to adhere to one fixed belief that does not account for the fullness of the truth. Because nature works in a self-sustaining cycle, every entity carries in it the potential for its opposite and so the world must always be considered complete.
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l ywjd fy ldny shy 'shd fshlan mn 'n yfkr lnsn fy 'mr nsn yHbh. tlk 'fkr tshbh b`D lny lsh`by@ wl`skry@ lty t`dd alf l'shy
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love
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The world has become lovelier. I am alone, and I don't suffer from my loneliness. I don't want life to be anything other than what it is
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Perhaps that you're searching far too much? That in all that searching, you don't find the time for finding?" "How come?"
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You poets are accustomed to finding words for everything beautiful and you don't even grant that people have hearts if they are less talkative about their feelings than you.
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Who read by night above the Rhine the cloudscript of the drifting mists? It was the Steppenwolf. And who over the ruins of his life pursued its fleeting, fluttering significance, while he suffered its seeming meaninglessness and lived its seeming madness, and who hoped in secret at the last turn of the labyrinth of Chaos for revelation and God's presence?
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Initially all he dreamed and wished for, eventually it became his bitter lot. Those who live for power are destroyed by power, those who live for money by money; service is the ruin of the servile, pleasure the ruin of the pleasure-seeker.
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Look," he said, "I am superior to you only in one point: I'm awake, whereas you are only half awake, or completely asleep sometimes. I call a man awake who knows in his conscious reason his innermost unreasonable force, drives, and weaknesses and knows how to deal with them. For you to learn that about yourself is the potential reason for your having met me."
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You could observe people's folly, you could laugh at them or feel sorry for them, but you had to let them go their own way.
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Siddhartha listened. He was now nothing but a listener, completely concentrated on listening, completely empty, he felt, that he had now finished learning to listen. Often before, he had heard all this, these many voices in the river, today it sounded new. Already, he could no longer tell the many voices apart, not the happy ones from the weeping ones, not the ones of children from those of men, they all belonged together, the lamentation o..
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because I loved them both and wanted to make them my own, they became to me a kind of dream figure, which looks like both of them and is neither. That figure belongs to me, but it no longer has life.
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If the chick is not able to break the shell of his egg, he will die without being born. We are - chick. The world - is our egg. If we do not break the shell of the world, then we will die without being born
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uniqueness-of-individual
uniqueness-quotes
uniqueness
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But we'll never again be so young ... Or don't you like dancing?
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kl khTyy'@ tHml fy Tyth n`mth
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gentleness is stronger than severity, that water is stronger than rock,
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Was it not a comedy, a strange and stupid matter, this repetition, this running around in a fateful circle?
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Every age, every culture, every ethos and tradition has a style of its own, has the varieties of gentleness and harshness, of beauty and cruelty that are appropriate to it. Each age will take certain kinds of suffering for granted, will patiently accept certain wrongs. Human life becomes a real hell of suffering only when two ages, two cultures and religions overlap. Required to live in the Middle Ages, someone from the Graeco-Roman period ..
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The world, my friend Govinda, is not imperfect, or on a slow path towards perfection: no, it is perfect in every moment, all sin already carries the divine forgiveness in itself.
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Who protected Siddhartha the Samana from Sansara, from sin, greed and folly? Could his father's piety, his teacher's exhortations, his own knowledge, his own seeking, protect him? Which father, which teacher, could prevent him from living his own life, from soiling himself with life, from loading himself with sin, from swallowing the bitter drink himself, from finding his own path? Do you think, my dear friend, that anybody is spared this p..
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human life, even upon a small stage, always offers an amusing drama and one well worth consideration.
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I have seen many innocent people suffer and die, and many a wicked man swim in prosperity. Have you completely forgotten and abandoned us, are you completely disgusted with your creation, do you want us all to perish?
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