Hermann Karl Hesse (2 July 1877 – 9 August 1962) was a German-born Swiss poet, novelist, and paint...
Happiness is love, nothing else. A man who is capable of love is happy. Hermann Hesse
Happiness is love, nothing else. A man who is capable of love is happy.
Everything becomes a little different as soon as it is spoken out loud. Hermann Hesse
Everything becomes a little different as soon as it is spoken out loud.
We are not going in circles, we are going upwards. The path is a spiral; we have already climbed many steps. Hermann Hesse
We are not going in circles, we are going upwards. The path is a spiral; we have already climbed many steps.
As a body everyone is single, as a soul never. Hermann Hesse
As a body everyone is single, as a soul never.
When the suffering becomes acute enough, one goes forward. Hermann Hesse
When the suffering becomes acute enough, one goes forward.
The bird fights its way out of the egg. The egg is the world. Whoever will be born must destroy a world. Hermann Hesse
The bird fights its way out of the egg. The egg is the world. Whoever will be born must destroy a world.
If I know what love is, it is because of you. Hermann Hesse
If I know what love is, it is because of you.
I have always believed, and I still believe, that whatever good or bad fortune may come our way we can always give it meaning and transform it into something of value. Hermann Hesse
I have always believed, and I still believe, that whatever good or bad fortune may come our way we can always give it meaning and transform it into something of value.
It is not our purpose to become each other; it is to recognize each other, to learn to see the other and honor him for what he is. Hermann Hesse
It is not our purpose to become each other; it is to recognize each other, to learn to see the other and honor him for what he is.
If you hate a person, you hate something in him that is part of yourself. What isn't part of ourselves doesn't disturb us. Hermann Hesse
If you hate a person, you hate something in him that is part of yourself. What isn't part of ourselves doesn't disturb us.
A tree has something to say to us: Be still! Be still! Look at me!... Home is within you, or home is nowhere at all. Hermann Hesse
A tree has something to say to us: Be still! Be still! Look at me!... Home is within you, or home is nowhere at all.