Whoever wants music instead of noise, joy instead of pleasure, soul instead of gold, creative work instead of business, passion instead of foolery, finds no home in this trivial world of ours.
HERMANN HESSEHis life oscillates, as everyone’s does, not merely between two poles, such as the body and the spirit, the saint and the sinner, but between thousands and thousands.
More Hermann Hesse Quotes
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To die is to go into the Collective Unconscious, to lose oneself in order to be transformed into form, pure form.
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Wisdom is nothing but a preparation of the soul, a capacity, a secret art of thinking, feeling and breathing thoughts of unity at every moment of life.
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Within you there is a stillness and sanctuary to which you can retreat at any time and be yourself.
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The bird fights its way out of the egg. The egg is the world. Who would be born must first destroy a world. The bird flies to God. The God’s name is Abraxas.
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The true profession of a man is to find his way to himself.
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No permanence is ours, we are a wave that flows to fit whatever form it finds.
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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.
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Faith and doubt go hand in hand, they are complementaries. One who never doubts will never truly believe.
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When you like someone, you like them in spite of their faults. When you love someone, you love them with their faults.
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When the suffering becomes acute enough, one goes forward.
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Everything becomes a little different as soon as it is spoken out loud.
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If I know what love is, it is because of you.
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A longing to wander tears my heart when I hear trees rustling in the wind at evening.
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All life was a breath exhaled by God. All dying was a breath inhaled by God.
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His life oscillates, as everyone’s does, not merely between two poles, such as the body and the spirit, the saint and the sinner, but between thousands and thousands.
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