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A vse, chto eshche predstoit perezhit', uvidet' glazami, trogat' rukami, poka nakonets ne nastupit smert', razve ETO budet iz drugogo materiala, razve ETO budet chto-to drugoe? Net, vsia eta prekrasnaia i zhestokaia, voskhititel'naia i beznadezhnaia igra zhizni, s ee zhguchimi naslazhdeniiami i ee zhguchei bol'iu, - tol'ko igra i obman, tol'ko vidimost', tol'ko maiia.
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life
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lst nt lmw'hl lltfkyrfym dh kn llh ynSt l~ Slwtk, 'w n kn mwjwd Hq km ttkhylh 'nt. wlys mn sh'nk 'n tGtZ 'w tntbk lHyr@ Hwl m dh knt kl Sr`tn lnsny@ m hy l~ l`b 'Tfl. yjb 'n tHrm `l~ nfsk tHrym tm tqlyb kl tlk lfkr lSbyny@ lHmq 'thn tdrbk. tl lSl@ lrbny@ wtrtylk wkrs nfsk llklmt mtl~ bh d`h tnfdh fyk wk'nk tGny 'w t`zf lqythr@ fHyn tGny 'w t`zf l td` `qlk yshrd lytSyd 'fkr wt'mlt Hdhq@. nm 'nt tkfH lkhrj kl nGm@ tnqrh b'qS~ m bTqtk fy wDwH ..
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Hermann Hesse |
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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,
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Hermann Hesse |
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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. I
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Hermann Hesse |
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Man is a dubious mixture of mind and matter; since the mind unlocks recognition of the eternal to him, while matter pulls him down and binds him to the transitory, he should strive away from the senses and toward the mind if he wishes to elevate his life and give it meaning.
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mind
philosophy
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The world was beautiful, the world was particolored, strange and quizzical.... Meaning and essence were not somewhere behind things, they were inside things, in everything.
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Hermann Hesse |
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Don't talk so horribly,' she scolded. 'It is quite natural. I like you too. You, too, have something nice about you that endears you and marks you out. I wouldn't have you different. One oughtn't to talk of these things and want them accounted for. Listen, when you kiss my neck or my ear, I feel that I please you, that you like me. You have a way of kissing as though you were shy, and that tells me: "You please him. He is grateful to you fo..
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Hermann Hesse |
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I have already given some account of the Steppenwolf's outward appearance. He gave at the very first glance the impression of a significant, an uncommon, and unusually gifted man. His
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Hermann Hesse |
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Covek je lukovica sastavljena od stotinu ljuski, tkanina od bezbroj niti.
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Hermann Hesse |
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In his youth when he was poor and had difficulty in earning his bread, he preferred to go hungry and in torn clothes rather than endanger his narrow limit of independence. He never sold himself for money or an easy life or to women or to those in power; and had thrown away a hundred times what in the worlds eyes was his advantage and happiness in order to safeguard his liberty. No prospect was more hateful and distasteful to him than that h..
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Hermann Hesse |
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All I really wanted was to try and live the life that was spontaneously welling up within me. Why was that so very difficult? To
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Hermann Hesse |
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We who bore the mark, felt no anxiety about the shape the future was to take. All of these faiths and teachings seemed to us already dead and useless. The only duty and destiny we acknowledged was that each one of us should become so completely himself, so utterly faithful to the active seed which nature planted within him, that in living out its growth he could be surprised by nothing unknown to come.
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Hermann Hesse |
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l'shy lty nrh hy l'shy dhth lty nHmlh fy '`mqn. wl Hqyq@ l tlk lty nHmlh fyn.
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Hermann Hesse |
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On no morning of his life had he ever been in good spirits nor done any good before midday, nor ever had a happy idea, nor devised any pleasure for himself or others. By degrees during the afternoon he warmed and became alive, and only towards evening, on his good days, was he productive, active and, sometimes, aglow with joy. With
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Hermann Hesse |
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Have you also learned that secret from the river; that there is no such thing as time? That the river is everywhere at the same time, at the source and at the mouth, at the waterfall, at the ferry, at the current, in the ocean and in the mountains, everywhere and that the present only exists for it, not the shadow of the past nor the shadow of the future.
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Hermann Hesse |
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Quien no lleva dentro un lobo no tiene por eso que ser feliz tampoco.
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life
lone
hermann
lobo
hesse
loner
wolf
vida
soledad
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eternally revolving wheel of avidity and suffering;
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Hermann Hesse |
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Although his colleagues teased him that he had become a monk, Hesse felt he had finally succeeded in achieving what he had yearned for years earlier when, at the height of his restlessness as a husband and father, he had proclaimed: "I would give my left hand if I could again be a poor happy bachelor and own nothing but twenty books, a second pair of boots, and a box full of secretly composed poems."
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Hermann Hesse |
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But stronger than his knowledge was his love for the boy, his devotion, his fear of losing him. Had he ever lost his heart to anybody so completely, so painfully, so hopelessly and yet so happily?
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love
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Hermann Hesse |
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Possibly the apparent relapse they had suffered was not a fall and a cause for suffering, but a leap forward and a positive act.
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self-awareness
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lys mhmtn 'n nltqy l bqdr m hy mhm@ lshms wlqmr 'w lbHr wlybs@. nHn lthnn y Sdyqy shms wqmr bHr wybs@ , lys qdrn n nGdw shkhS wHd bl n yr~ kl mn lakhr `l~ m hw `lyh n y`y dhlk wyjlh fy ldhy 'mmh , 'n yjd fyh njzh wktmlh
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Hermann Hesse |
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And at that point the realization suddenly burned me like a searing flame: For each person there was an "office," but for nobody was there one that he was permitted to choose for himself, to define, and to fill according to his own wishes. It was wrong to desire new gods, it was totally wrong to try and give the world anything! There was no duty for enlightened people, none, none, except this: to seek themselves, to become certain of themse..
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Hermann Hesse |
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Ama Tanri buyruklarinda degildir yalniz, Tanri buyruklari Tanrinin ancak kucuk bir parcasidir. Insan buyruklardan hic ayrilmaz, ama yine de Tanridan fersah fersah uzakta bulunabilir.
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Hermann Hesse |
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Mada nije znao zasto, cudno ga je iznenadilo otkrice da bol i uzitak mogu liciti jedno na drugo kao brat i sestra.
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Hermann Hesse |
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Una vaga desilusion fue debilitando y esfumando mis sentimientos y mis alegrias habituales; el jardin no tenia perfume, el bosque no me atraia, el mundo se extendia alrededor de mi como un saldo de trastos viejos, insipido y desencantado; los libros eran papel; la musica, ruido. No de otro modo pierde sus hojas el arbol otonal en torno de si. No lo siente, y la lluvia, la escarcha y el sol resbalaban por su tronco, mientras su vida se retir..
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Hermann Hesse |
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A pesar de todo, era casi un placer sufrir estos tormentos. Llevaba yo tanto tiempo arrastrandome ciego e insensible por la vida, y mi corazon habia callado ya tan largamente, empobreciendose confinado en un angulo oscuro, que hasta aquellos reproches y aquel horror que contraian mi alma eran los bienvenidos. Era, por fin, un sentimiento, un sentimiento que ardia en llamas y en el que latia un corazon. Desconcertado, sentia en medio de mi a..
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Hermann Hesse |
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Pero no hay tales casualidades. Cuando alguien que de verdad necesita algo lo encuentra, no es la casualidad quien se lo procura, sino el mismo. Su propio deseo y su propia necesidad le conducen a ello.
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Hermann Hesse |
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There are few people who know how to listen and I have not met anybody who can do so like you.
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Hermann Hesse |
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Lo que hoy existe no es comunidad: es, simplemente, rebano. Los hombres se unen porque tienen miedo unos de otros, y cada uno se refugia en los suyos. Los senores, en su rebano; los obreros, en el suyo; los intelectuales en otro... ?Y por que tienen miedo? Se tiene miedo cuando no se esta de acuerdo consigo mismo. Tienen miedo porque no se han atrevido jamas a seguir sus propios impulsos interiores. Una comunidad formada por individuos teme..
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Hermann Hesse |
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People with courage and character are always called peculiar by other people.
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Hermann Hesse |
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Siempre es dificil nacer. El pajaro tiene que penar para salir del cascaron.
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Hermann Hesse |
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En ocasiones, me sentia descontento y atormentado de deseos. Creia no poder soportar ya por mas tiempo tenerla a mi lado sin estrecharla entre mis brazos. Tambien esto lo adivino ella en seguida, y al verme llegar una tarde a su casa, agitado y confuso, despues de varios dias de retraimiento, me llevo aparte y me dijo: "No debe usted entregarse a deseos en los que no cree. Se lo que usted desea. Tiene usted que abandonarlos o desearlos de v..
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Hermann Hesse |
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And then, for an hour, he became aware of the strange life he was leading, of him doing lots of things which were only a game, of, though being happy and feeling joy at times, real life still passing him by and not touching him. As a ball-player plays with his balls, he played with his business-deals, with the people around him, watched them, found amusement in them; with his heart, with the source of his being, he was not with them. The so..
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loneliness
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Hermann Hesse |
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Just slowly, among his growing riches, Siddhartha had assumed something of the childlike people's ways for himself, something of their childlikeness and of their fearfulness. And yet, he envied them, envied them just the more, the more similar he became to them. He envied them for the one thing that was missing from him and that they had, the importance they were able to attach to their lives, the amount of passion in their joys and fears, ..
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loneliness
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Cei mai multi oameni, Kamala, sunt precum frunzele care se scutura, plutind si rostogolindu-se in aer, clatinandu-se si leganandu-se pana ajung la pamant. Altii insa, putini la numar, sunt ca stelele cu traiectorie fixa, neatinse de vant, ei poarta intr-insii propria lor lege si propria lor traiectorie.
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Hermann Hesse |
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Surgio la idea peligrosa y terrible de que tal vez toda la vida humana no sea mas que un grave error, un aborto violento y fallido de la madre primigenia, un intento salvaje y espantosamente fracasado de la naturaleza.
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Hermann Hesse |
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No podia negar que con cada una de estas conmociones al final habia ganado algo, un poco de libertad, de espiritu, de profundidad, pero tambien de soledad, de incomprension, de frio.
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Hermann Hesse |
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No tengo nada contra esta felicidad, oh no, la amo y estoy agradecido. Es hermosa como un dia de sol en medio de una semana de lluvias. Pero siento que no puede durar. Esta felicidad tambien es improductiva. Satisface, pero la satisfaccion no es un alimento para mi. Adormece al Lobo Estepario, le llena el estomago. Pero no es una felicidad por la que valga la pena morir.
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Hermann Hesse |
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Sin dudas, la vida siempre es terrible. No podemos evitarlo y, sin embargo, somos responsables.
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Hermann Hesse |
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Uno siempre puede volver a ser inocente si, en lugar de buscar la culpa en los demas, reconoce su dolor y su culpa y los lleva hasta el final.
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Hermann Hesse |
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wql sdhrt lnfsh: lqd sT `lyWa bwdh. lqd sT `lyWa lknh '`Tny shyy'an 'kbr qym@. srq mny Sdyqy ldhy kn yw'mn by wSr, lan, yw'mn bh. kn Zly wSr, lan, Zlan lGwtm. l 'nh '`d lyWa sdhrt, '`d lyWa nfsy.
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Hermann Hesse |
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What is meditation? What is leaving one's body? What is fasting? What is holding one's breath? It is fleeing from the Self, it is a short escape of the agony of being a Self; it is a short numbing of the senses against the pain and the pointlessness of life.
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Hermann Hesse |
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nHn lathmwn lHqyqywn nHn 'SHb lm`rf@ wlfkr..
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Hermann Hesse |
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Slowly the disease of the soul, which rich people have, grabbed hold of him.
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