When all the Self was conquered and dead, when all passions and desires were silent, then the last must awaken, the innermost of Being that is no longer Self - the great secret!
Hermann HesseA longing to wander tears my heart when I hear trees rustling in the wind at evening...
Hermann HesseOpinions mean nothing; they may be beautiful or ugly, clever or foolish, anyone can embrace or reject them.
Hermann Hesse