Oh, if I had had a friend at this moment, a friend in an attic room, dreaming by candlelight and with a violin lying ready at his hand! How I should have slipped up to him in his quiet hour, noiselessly climbing the winding stair to take him by surprise, and then with talk and music we should have held heavenly festival throughout the night!
Hermann HesseA longing to wander tears my heart when I hear trees rustling in the wind at evening...
Hermann HesseA father can pass on his nose and eyes and even his intelligence to his child, but not his soul. In every human being the soul is new
Hermann HesseAt one time I had given much thought to why men were so very rarely capable of living for an ideal. Now I saw that many, no, all men were capable of dying for one.
Hermann Hesse