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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| e7ee507 | Deeply, he felt the love for the run-away in his heart, like a wound, and he felt at the same time that this wound had not been given to him in order to turn the knife in it, that it had to become a blossom and had to shine. , the wound was not blossoming yet, his heart was still fighting his fate, cheerfulness and victory were not yet shining from his suffering. Nevertheless, he felt hope | Hermann Hesse | ||
| 54097d0 | Writing is good, thinking is better. Being smart is good, being patient is better. | Hermann Hesse | ||
| ee9a482 | l ySl lmr l~ byth 'bdan. w lkn Hyth lTrq lmtalfh ttqT` m` l`lm klh ybdw k'nh lbyt w lw lftrh qSyrh | Hermann Hesse | ||
| 760769c | If I were wise, I shouldn't tell you. But I won't be wise, Harry, not for this time. I'll be just the opposite. So now mind what I say! You will hear it and forget it again. You will laugh over it, and you will weep over it. So look out! I am going to play with you for life and death, little brother, and before we begin the game I'm going to lay my cards on the table. | Hermann Hesse | ||
| 3b8c5a8 | When I composed those verses I was preoccupied less with music than with an experience--an experience in which that beautiful musical allegory had shown its moral side, had become an awakening and a summons to a life vocation. The imperative form of the poem which specially displeases you is not the expression of a command and a will to teach but a command and warning directed towards myself. Even if you were not fully aware of this, my fri.. | Hermann Hesse | ||
| 2030f21 | The day had gone by just as days go by. I had killed it in accordance with my primitive and retiring way of life. | Hermann Hesse | ||
| c02cb14 | I have transported many, thousands; and to all of them, my river has been nothing but an obstacle on their travels. They travelled to seek money and business, and for weddings, and on pilgrimages, and the river was obstructing their path, and the ferryman's job was to get them quickly across that obstacle. But for some among thousands, a few, four or five, the river has stopped being an obstacle, they have heard its voice, they have listene.. | Hermann Hesse | ||
| 4bf1766 | w lkn km hw lHl dy'man, m 'n 't`wd `l~ Zrwfy w m 'n ybd' lHlm bmnH~ l'ml Ht~ ydhwy w ydhbl w ySbH bl fy'dh | Hermann Hesse | ||
| 99f71bb | I should not have had that fear of death when I wished for it all the same. The unhappiness that I need and long for is different. It is of the kind that will let me suffer with eagerness and lust after death. That is the unhappiness, or happiness, that I am waiting for. | Hermann Hesse | ||
| 9f129f8 | 'n '`ysh fy 'Hlmy. n lakhryn y`yshwn fy l'Hlm w lkn lys fy 'Hlmhm. w hdh hw lfrq | Hermann Hesse | ||
| 91de790 | Gandirea noastra este o permanenta abstractizare, o intoarcere a privirii de la simturi, o incercare de construire a unei lumi pur spirituale. Tu insa indragesti tocmai ce e mai nestatornic si muritor, si proclami sensul lumii tocmai in ceea ce este efemer. Tu nu-ti intorci privirea de la aceste lucruri vremelnice, tu li te daruiesti si prin daruirea ta ele capata valoare suprema, devin egale cu cele vesnice. Noi, cugetatorii, incercam a ne.. | Hermann Hesse | ||
| 7bf650a | Nur das Denken, das wir leben, hat einen Wert. | Hermann Hesse | ||
| 3bb795a | Ah, das weiss ich heute: nichts auf der Welt ist dem Menschen mehr zuwider, als den Weg zu gehen, der ihn zu sich selber fuhrt! | Hermann Hesse | ||
| 880752a | In the beginning his dream and his happiness, in the end it was his bitter fate...But in the midst of the freedom he had attained Harry suddenly became aware that his freedom was a death and that he stood alone. | Hermann Hesse | ||
| 5cbd0f0 | how mean and foolish are the living, with their never-ending terrors and curiosities, the puny effort of their lives, when faced with the quiet, kingly dead. | narziss the-dead the-living | Hermann Hesse | |
| ad3c318 | Der sympathische, aber sentimentale Mann, der das Lied vom seligen Kinde singt, mochte ebenfalls zur Natur, zur Unschuld, zu den Anfangen zuruck und hat ganz vergessen, dass die Kinder keineswegs selig sind, dass sie vieler Konflikte, dass sie vieler Zwiespaeltigkeiten, dass sie aller Leiden fahig sind. | Hermann Hesse | ||
| 060b27c | Sadly, I swallowed my tea and stared at the crowd of second-rate elegance... | Hermann Hesse | ||
| 16867f4 | Thoughts and sorrows seem to have remained on the other side of the mountains. Between tormented men and hateful deeds, a person has to think and sorrow so much! Back there it is so difficult and so desperately important to find a reason for staying alive. How else should a person go on living? Sheer misery makes one profound. | nature suffering | Hermann Hesse | |
| 0f95eb2 | The way to innocence, to the uncreated and to God leads on, not back, not back to the wolf or to the child, but ever further into sin, ever deeper into human life. | Hermann Hesse | ||
| 7c8e314 | No matter how inflexibly the world was clamoring for war and heroism, honor and other outmoded ideals, no matter how remote and unlikely every voice that apparently spoke up for humanity sounded, all of that was merely superficial, just as the question of the external and political aims of the war remained superficial. Deep down, something was evolving. Something like a new humanity. Because I could see people, and a number of them died alo.. | Hermann Hesse | ||
| ac156ce | He saw: this water ran and ran, incessantly it ran, and was nevertheless always there, was always at all times the same and yet new in every moment! | Hermann Hesse | ||
| d9e2c4f | One thing, however, did become clear to him--why so many perfect works of art did not please him at all, why they were almost hateful and boring to him, in spite of a certain undeniable beauty. Workshops, churches, and palaces were full of these fatal works of art; he had even helped with a few himself. They were deeply disappointing because they aroused the desire for the highest and did not fulfill it. They lacked the most essential thing.. | beauty beauty-in-art inspiration mystery | Hermann Hesse | |
| f28b2f2 | A goal stood before Siddhartha, a single goal: to become empty, empty of thirst, empty of wishing, empty of dreams, empty of joy and sorrow. Dead to himself, not to be a self any more, to find tranquility with an emptied heard, to be open to miracles in unselfish thoughts, that was his goal. Once all of my self was overcome and had died, once every desire and every urge was silent in the heart, then the ultimate part of me had to awake, the.. | Hermann Hesse | ||
| 5b524a7 | All suicides have the responsibility of fighting against the temptation of suicide. Every one of them knows very well in some corner of his soul that suicide, though a way out, is rather a mean and shabby one, and that it is nobler and finer to be conquered by life than to fall by one's own hand. | suicide | Hermann Hesse | |
| 99975fa | Slowly blossomed, slowly ripened in Siddhartha the realisation, the knowledge, what wisdom actually was, what the goal of his long search was. It was nothing but a readiness of the soul, an ability, a secret art, to think every moment, while living his life, the thought of oneness, to be able to feel and inhale the oneness. | Hermann Hesse | ||
| 8e124ad | So the tree rustles in the evening, when we stand uneasy before our own childish thoughts: Trees have long thoughts, long-breathing and restful, just as they have longer lives than ours. They are wiser than we are, as long as we do not listen to them. But when we have learned how to listen to trees, then the brevity and the quickness and the childlike hastiness of our thoughts achieve an incomparable joy. Whoever has learned how to listen t.. | Hermann Hesse | ||
| c1928d2 | science, to quote your own words, is nothing else than a 'strange hankering after differences'. Her essence could not be better defined. For men of science nothing is so important as the clear definition of differences. | Hermann Hesse | ||
| d95378d | But the world itself, what exists around us and inside of us, is never one-sided. A person or an act is never entirely Sansara or entirely Nirvana, a person is never entirely holy or entirely sinful. It does really seem like this, because we are subject to deception, as if time was something real. Time is not real, Govinda, I have experienced this often and often again. And if time is not real, then the gap which seems to be between the wor.. | Hermann Hesse | ||
| e77480d | Era linistitor sa stiu ca seara nu voi mai trai. | nihilism relief-from-pain suicide | Hermann Hesse | |
| 6d4bd9a | I had often marked the contrast between their almost ludicrous gaiety and my lonely existence, sometimes with scorn, sometimes with a feeling of deprivation. But never until today had I felt with as much calm and secret strength how little it mattered to me, how remote and dead this world was for me. | Hermann Hesse | ||
| 881c814 | How deaf and stupid have I been!" he thought, walking swiftly along. "When someone reads a text, wants to discover its meaning, he will not scorn the symbols and letters and call them deceptions, coincidence, and worthless hull, but he will read them, he will study and love them, letter by letter. But I, who wanted to read the book of the world and the book of my own being, I have, for the sake of a meaning I had anticipated be-fore I read,.. | Hermann Hesse | ||
| 4caead9 | These rules, the sign language and grammar of the Game, constitute a kind of highly developed secret language drawing upon several sciences and arts, but especially mathematics and music (and/or musicology), and capable of expressing and establishing interrelationships between the content and conclusions of nearly all scholarly disciplines. The Glass Bead Game is thus a mode of playing with the total contents and values of our culture; it p.. | language-game metagame metagaming | Hermann Hesse | |
| ffd6476 | If a beautiful thing were to remain beautiful for all eternity, I'd be glad, but all the same I'd look at it with a colder eye. I'd say to myself: You can look at it any time, it doesn't have to be today. But when I know that something is perishable and can't last forever, I look at it with a feeling not just of joy but of compassion as well. | Hermann Hesse | ||
| 60ac950 | En estos momentos tuve una certeza fulminante: cada uno tenia una "mision", pero esta no podia ser elegida, definida, administrada a voluntad. Era un error desear nuevos dioses, y completamente falso querer dar algo al mundo. No existia ningun deber, ninguno, para el hombre consciente, excepto el de buscarse a si mismo, afirmarse en su interior, tantear un camino hacia adelante sin preocuparse de la meta a que pudiera conducir. Aquel descub.. | vida | Hermann Hesse | |
| af7a21b | wm lbtht 'n lHZt bmDy lzmn 'n lGmwD fy lnfs wtdryb lrwH wr`yth, hw m y`zlny `n lakhryn wyj`lny thqyl `lyhm Gryb fyhm, wyslbny lqdr@ `l~ fhmhm fhm Hqyqy | Hermann Hesse | ||
| f064a46 | Las cosas que vemos - dijo Pistorious con voz apagada - son las mismas cosas que llevamos en nosotros. No hay mas realidad que la que tenemos dentro. Por eso la mayoria de los seres humanos vive tan irrealmente, porque cree que las imagenes exteriores son la realidad y no permiten a su propio mundo interior manifestarse. Se puede ser muy feliz asi, desde luego. Pero cuando se conoce lo otro, ya no se puede elegir el camino de la mayoria. Si.. | realidad vida | Hermann Hesse | |
| 75ec6d7 | He had also learned that the sick and unfortunate are far more receptive to traditional magic spells and exorcisms than to sensible advice; that people more readily accept affliction and outward penances than the task of changing themselves, or even examining themselves; that they believe more easily in magic than reason, in formulas than experience . . . They would much rather pay in money and goods than in trust and love. They cheat one a.. | Hermann Hesse | ||
| e640827 | Once, he said to her: "You are like me, you are different from most people. You are Kamala, nothing else, and inside of you, there is a peace and refuge, to which you can go at every hour of the day and be at home at yourself, as I can also do. Few people have this, and yet all could have it." | Hermann Hesse | ||
| 04619f1 | Fish and visitors stink after three days. | science-fiction | Ursula K. Le Guin | |
| c3065a0 | I prefer to save talking till I know what I'm talking about. | Ursula K. Le Guin | ||
| 9209e18 | The heavy black she had worn for years was gone; her dress was of turquoise-colored silk, bright and soft as the evening sky. It belled out full from her hips, and all the skirt was embroidered with thin silver threads and seed pearls and tiny crumbs of crystal, so that it glittered softly, like rain in April. She looked at the magician, speechless. "Do you like it?" "Where--" "It's like a gown I saw a princess wear once, at the Feast of Su.. | Ursula K. Le Guin | ||
| c2ff5cc | On the planet O there has not been a war for five thousand years, she read, and on Gethen there has never been a war." She stopped reading, to rest her eyes and because she was trying to train herself to read slowly. "There has never been a war." In her mind the words stood clear and bright, surrounded by and sinking into an infinite, dark, soft incredulity. What would that world be, a world without war? It would be the real world. Peace wa.. | reality war | Ursula K. Le Guin | |
| 95439b9 | Realism is for lazy-minded, semi-educated people whose atrophied imagination allows them to appreciate only the most limited and convention subject matter. Re-Fi is a repetitive genre written by unimaginative hacks who rely on mere mimesis. If they had any self-respect they'd be writing memoir, but they're too lazy to fact-check. Of course I never read Re-Fi. But the kids keep bringing home these garish realistic novels and talking about th.. | realism | Ursula K. Le Guin | |
| 4617896 | It was more than dignity. Integrity? Wholeness? Like a block of wood not carved. The infinite possibility, the unlimited and unqualified wholeness of being of the uncommitted, the nonacting, the uncarved: the being who, being nothing but himself, is everything. | Ursula K. Le Guin |