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“The world, Govinda my friend, is not imperfect, not to be seen as on a slow path toward perfection: No, it is perfect in every moment, all transgression already bears grace within itself, all little children already have the aged in themselves, all the sucklings death, all the dying eternal life.”

Quote by Hermann Hesse

Work

Siddhartha

Hermann Hesse's 'Siddhartha' is a profound exploration of the human quest for enlightenment and self-discovery. The story follows the life of Siddhartha, a young Brahmin who leaves his family and societal expectations to seek truth and wisdom. His journey takes him through various experiences, including asceticism, wealth, and love, as he grapples with the complexities of life and the nature of reality. more

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Hermann Hesse
Hermann Hesse

Hermann Hesse was a German poet and novelist, born on July 2, 1877, and died on August 9, 1962. Known for his profound psychological descriptions and exploration of human nature, his works include classics such as 'Steppenwolf' and 'The Glass Bead Game'. more

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