Maxioms by Hermann Hesse
At the first kiss I felt something melt inside me that hurt in an exquisite way. All my longings, all read more
At the first kiss I felt something melt inside me that hurt in an exquisite way. All my longings, all my dreams and sweet anguish, All the secrets that slept deep within me came awake, Everything was transformed and enchanted, everything made sense.
Some of us think holding on makes us strong; but sometimes it is letting go.
Some of us think holding on makes us strong; but sometimes it is letting go.
If you hate a person, you hate something in him that is part of
yourself. What isn't part of read more
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.
Every age, every culture, every custom and tradition has its own character, its own weakness and its own strength, its read more
Every age, every culture, every custom and tradition has its own character, its own weakness and its own strength, its beauties and cruelties; it accepts certain sufferings as matters of course, puts up patiently with certain evils. Human life is reduced to real suffering, to hell, only when two ages, two cultures and religions overlap.
