Despair is the result of each earnest attempt to go through life with virtue, justice and understanding, and to fulfill their requirements. Children live on one side of despair, the awakened on the other side.
Hermann HesseTags: children despair enlightenment awakened
...and as far as talent is concerned, there will be such an excess that our artists will become their own audiences, and audiences made up of ordinary people will no longer exist.
Hermann HesseTags: artists
Feliz emprendí mi largo camino a casa en la fría noche. Aquí y allá tropecé aún con estudiantes que se retiraban a dormir alborotando y haciendo eses. Muy a menudo había comparado su singular manera de divertirse con mi vida solitaria, unas veces con cierta envidia y otras con desprecio. Pero nunca había sentido como hoy, con plena serenidad y secreta energía, cuán poco me atañía aquello y cuán lejano y perdido era para mí aquel mundo. Me acordé de los honrados filisteos de mi ciudad natal, viejos señores rebosantes de dignidad que conservaban los recuerdos de sus años estudiantiles como la memoria de un bienaventurado paraíso y consagraban a la perdida «libertad» de aquellos años un culto como el que los poetas y otros románticos dedican a su infancia. ¡En todas partes sucedía lo mismo! Todos los hombres buscaban la «libertad» y la «felicidad» en un punto cualquiera del pasado, sólo por miedo a ver alzarse ante ellos la visión de la responsabilidad propia y del propio singular camino. Durante un par de años alborotaban y bebían, para someterse luego al rebaño y convertirse en señores graves al servicio del Estado. Era verdad lo que Demian afirmaba: nuestro Mundo estaba carcomido, y esa estupidez estudiantil era aún menos estúpida y menos despreciable que ciertas otras.
Hermann HesseСè противречи едно на друго, сè протрчува едно крај друго, никаде нема сигурност. Сè може да се толкува вака, и сè може да се толкува обратно. Сета човечка историја може да се протолкува како развој и напредок, а истовремено без да се види нешто повеќе од пропаст и глупост. Зар нема вистина? Зар не постои вистинска и валидна наука?
Hermann HesseTags: truth dogma game glass bead
I have no right to call myself one who knows. I was one who seeks, and I still am, but I no longer seek in the stars or in books; I'm beginning to hear the teachings of my blood pulsing within me. My story isn't pleasant, it's not sweet and harmonious like the invented stories; it tastes of folly and bewilderment, of madness and dream, like the life of all people who no longer want to lie to themselves.
Hermann HesseTags: individualism growth
Damit das Mögliche entsteht, muß immer wieder das Unmögliche versucht werden.
Hermann HesseTags: life möglich unmöglich versuchen
The “music of decline” had sounded, as in that wonderful Chinese fable; like a thrumming bass on the organ its reverberations faded slowly out over decades; its throbbing could be heard in the corruption of the schools, periodicals, and universities, in melancholia and insanity among those artists and critics who could still be taken seriously; it raged as untrammeled and amateurish overproduction in all the arts.
Hermann HesseÕppige seda tõsiselt võtma, mis on tõsiselt võtmist väärt, ja muu üle naerma!
Hermann HesseWenn wir einen Menschen glücklicher und heiterer machen können, so sollten wir es in jedem Fall tun, mag er uns darum bitten oder nicht.
Hermann HesseWhen I composed those verses I was preoccupied less with music than with an experience—an experience in which that beautiful musical allegory had shown its moral side, had become an awakening and a summons to a life vocation. The imperative form of the poem which specially displeases you is not the expression of a command and a will to teach but a command and warning directed towards myself. Even if you were not fully aware of this, my friend, you could have read it in the closing lines. I experienced an insight, you see, a realization and an inner vision, and wished to impress and hammer the moral of this vision into myself. That is the reason why this poem has remained in my memory. Whether the verses are good or bad they have achieved their aim, for the warning has lived on within me and has not been forgotten. It rings anew for me again to-day, and that is a wonderful little experience which your scorn cannot take away from me.
Hermann HesseTags: poetry
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