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Rosshalde

by Hermann Hesse, Ralph Manheim (translator)

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Rosshalde is the classic story of a man torn between obligations to his family and his longing for a spiritual fulfillment that can only be found outside the confines of conventional society. Johann Veraguth, a wealthy, successful artist, is estranged from his wife and stifled by the unhappy union. Veraguth’s love for his young son and his fear of drifting rootlessly keep...more

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Published June 1970 by Farrar Straus & Giroux (first published 1956)

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Feb 14, 2013 Ioannis Savvas rated it 4 of 5 stars · review of another edition

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Ο μεγάλος Γερμανός συγγραφέας Έρμαν Έσσε σε αυτό το μυθιστόρημα αποτυπώνει με εξαιρετική τεχνική την ψυχική πάλη ενός αναγνωρισμένου ζωγράφου, του Γιόχαν Φέραγκουθ, ανάμεσα στην τέχνη του και τη μεγάλη αγάπη της ζωής του, το μικρό γιο του Πιέρ. Ο γάμος του είναι αποτυχημένος, αλλά ζει χωρίς διαζύγιο στο αγρόκτημά του, τη Ροσάλντε, με τη γυναίκα του Αδέλα, συναισθηματικά αποξενωμένοι. Ο μεγάλος γιος του Άλμπερτ και αυτός απομακρυσμένος, τους επισκέπτεται αραιά. Η κατεστραμμένη οικογενειακή ζωή το...more Ο μεγάλος Γερμανός συγγραφέας Έρμαν Έσσε σε αυτό το μυθιστόρημα αποτυπώνει με εξαιρετική τεχνική την ψυχική πάλη ενός αναγνωρισμένου ζωγράφου, του Γιόχαν Φέραγκουθ, ανάμεσα στην τέχνη του και τη μεγάλη αγάπη της ζωής του, το μικρό γιο του Πιέρ. Ο γάμος του είναι αποτυχημένος, αλλά ζει χωρίς διαζύγιο στο αγρόκτημά του, τη Ροσάλντε, με τη γυναίκα του Αδέλα, συναισθηματικά αποξενωμένοι. Ο μεγάλος γιος του Άλμπερτ και αυτός απομακρυσμένος, τους επισκέπτεται αραιά. Η κατεστραμμένη οικογενειακή ζωή του τον συνθλίβει, αλλά ο Πιέρ είναι το μοναδικό νήμα που τον κρατάει ακόμα στη Ροσάλντε, ενώ μια ζωή διαφορετική τον θέλγει από την Ινδία.

Η λύτρωση έρχεται με τον τραγικότερο τρόπο: ο γιος του πεθαίνει ξαφνικά. Αυτό το απάνθρωπο χτύπημα της μοίρας είναι και η απελευθέρωσή του από τα δεσμά της Ροσάλντε.

Η αριστοτεχνική γραφή του Έσσε καθηλώνει και συγκλονίζει. Απλά, ήρεμα, ύπουλα εισχωρεί στην ψυχή του ήρωα και την ξεδιπλώνει στον αναγνώστη μεθοδικά, ως τα τρίσβαθα, χωρίς την ντοστογιεφσκική χειρουργική, αλλά το ίδιο αποκαλυπτικά.

Ένα υπέροχο μυθιστόρημα, που σε τόσο λίγες σελίδες παρουσιάζει ένα δράμα με τόση ενάργεια. Και στην τελευταία του φράση η ζωοδότρα αχτίδα της προσδοκίας τρεμοπαίζει μέσα από τον ορυμαγδό.(less)

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Jan 04, 2010 TeacherMrLoria rated it 2 of 5 stars · review of another edition

Maybe, and I think this was a big part of it, it was because the translation was abysmal, but maybe even a master throws bricks a shot every once in a career. Rosshalde was my least favorite Herrmann Hesse novel or short story. For being so familiar with his works, this one just seemed hollow and medoiocre compared to his other works. He plays with some of the same themes that he usually does, such as childhood innocence and the perilous cross into adulthood, the expressive outlets of creative...more Maybe, and I think this was a big part of it, it was because the translation was abysmal, but maybe even a master throws bricks a shot every once in a career. Rosshalde was my least favorite Herrmann Hesse novel or short story. For being so familiar with his works, this one just seemed hollow and medoiocre compared to his other works. He plays with some of the same themes that he usually does, such as childhood innocence and the perilous cross into adulthood, the expressive outlets of creative minds in art, the role of friendship and romantic love, yet he is not able to bring them to life in the same way in this novel. This is the first book by Hesse that I would simply not recommend.
However, the more I think the book over, the more I really wonder about this translation. I read a 1970 translation by Farrar, Straus, and Giroux publishing company. Imagine listening to your favorite song on Bose speakers turned high in a room where its just you and the music, now imagine that same song on a dim AM station with blown out speakers. Hardly the same experience, right? Well, I do not really know the reputation of this company nor have I really read any other works by them to compare to this translation. Also, perhaps in the 1970s the quality of translators was vastly inferior to those now, because this translation took the poetic beauty of Hesse and tarnished it. I want to meet this Ralph Manheim translator and backhand him, then ask him how he could butcher Hesse. I could see the passages that were probably written beautifully. After all, the main character is a painter, so there are passages where he describes light falling on an object, or a captivating landscape, or the smile of his son in depth. However, it was as if these passages were run through a blender. The word that really did it for me was “ununderstood” I think you meant “misunderstood.” That was the point in the book where I thought to myself, how could you? Manheim, I want to punch you in the face.
The plot itself was not particularly compelling. It is a story of martial strife and the glue of children between. I would be interested to see when in his life Hesse wrote this novel. Hesse had several failed marriages, and if I were a better man, I would bet that he wrote this story at the end of one of those marriages.
Amazing how a sloppy translation can ruin a great work. I bet this was a better story than I read, but I was utterly disappointed for the first time with Hesse. Had I not know him, I probably would just think this was an average, nothing spectacular book, or maybe I would think it was overly sentimentalized crap. Hard to tell because I’m so worked up at the poor quality of this particular translation.

Quotes:
“Pierre was very well off, better off indeed than children whose parents live in harmony; his upbringing was not regulated by any program, and when, as sometimes happened, he was in trouble in his mother’s domain, the lakeside territory offered him a secure refuge.” 3
“…he felt that this [painting:] was good, unusual work, something more than a commendable likeness, that in it a moment out of nature’s mysterious flow burst through the glassy surface, giving an intimation of the wild, full breath of reality.” 7
“[In the painting:] the whole was cold and almost cruelly sad, but irreproachably quiet, free from symbolism except of the simple kind without which there can be no work of art, which permits us not only to feel the oppressive incomprehensibility of all nature but also to love it with a kind of sweet astonishment.” 8
“He [the child:] had discovered long ago that the prettiest and most interesting things are the very ones that cannot be known or explained.” 15
“His stature and his gait and every fold of his clothing breathed self-assurance and serene enjoyment of life.” 32
“I fell in love with pretty, young girls, but what I felt was a kind of melancholy envy; it never went deep enough. I came to realize that there would never again be a love I could abandon myself to as I did to my painting. My need to expend my energies and forget myself, all my passion, went into my painting, and to tell you the truth, I haven’t in all these years taken a single new human being into my life, neither a woman nor a friend.” 66
“Your work keeps you going, but it’s more of an aesthetic than a pleasure. You waste half your magnificent energies in self-denial and petty daily friction. You’re not happy, at best you’re resigned. And that, my boy, isn’t worthy of you…anyone who has hope is happy…You’re contented, because you’ve given up hoping. I understand that perfectly, but it’s a horrible state to be in, it’s a nasty abscess, and anyone who has such a thing and refuses to cut it open is a coward.” 71
“Take the step, break away from all that; you’ll open your eyes and see that the world has thousands of wonderful things to offer you. You’ve been living with dead things too long, you’ve lost your contact with life.” 78
“The deep, potent hypnosis of resignation had been broken, and through the breach poured the unconscious instinctual forces of a life long curbed and cheated.” 85
“I paint because I have no tail to wag…We have no tails, and since the more lively among us need some form of expression, we make ourselves paintbrushes and pianos and violins.” 98
“He felt the music of the light…he breathed the heady air of art, the bitter joy of the creator who must give himself till he stand on the brink of annihilation.” 100
“This picture was to make nothing visible but three human figures seen purely as objects, connected with one another by space and air, yet each surrounded by the unique aura that disengages every deeply seen image from the world of irreleveant relationships and calls forth a tremor of astonishment at its fateful necessity. Thus from the paintings of dead masters, over-life-size strangers whose names we do not know and do not wish to know look out at us enigmatically as symbols of all being.” 103
“As he watched the child and sketched, he mulled over this meaningful game that nature plays with the features and destinies of fathers, sons, and grandsons, and the troubling, fascinating riddle of necessity and chance grazed the mind of a man who was not a thinker.” 143
“He nodded and then he too smiled. At that moment it struck her as unbelievably absurd that only a little while before she could have yearned for any better lot than to live for her sons.” 175
“…he had passed the garden of life by. Never had he lived out a love to its bottommost depths, never until these last days. At the bedside of his dying child he had known, all too late, his only true love; then he had forgotten and risen above, himself.” 212
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Jan 25, 2013 Ben rated it 4 of 5 stars · review of another edition

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And Jesus answered and said, Verily I say unto you, There is no man that hath left house, or brethren, or sisters, or father, or mother, or wife, or children, or lands, for my sake, and the gospels, but he shall receive an hundredfold now in this time, houses, and brethren, and sisters, and mothers, and children, and lands, with persecutions; and in the world to come eternal life. - Mark 10:29-30 (KJV)

"If this tragedy should strike, I consider Herr Veraguth an egocentric murderer. If this horror...more

And Jesus answered and said, Verily I say unto you, There is no man that hath left house, or brethren, or sisters, or father, or mother, or wife, or children, or lands, for my sake, and the gospels, but he shall receive an hundredfold now in this time, houses, and brethren, and sisters, and mothers, and children, and lands, with persecutions; and in the world to come eternal life. - Mark 10:29-30 (KJV)

"If this tragedy should strike, I consider Herr Veraguth an egocentric murderer. If this horror results from the suffocating environment perpetrated by Veraguth and yet avoidable through his absence, I charge him as a man leeching joy from the innocent without consideration for the sorrow he creates, as well as experiences, with his presence. I wholeheartedly agree with his friend who tells him to leave, to free himself from his lonliness and depravity, this world he has chosen, victimizing his art as an anasthetic rather than a wondrous expression of life in all its various forms of fulfillment."

Yet perhaps Hesse condemns his protagonist as well. Considering his reputation as a proponent of Eastern philosophy, perhaps Johann Veraguth, in choosing to remain with his family, counters the teachings to amputate worldy attachments from one's life not only for the sake of his spiritual freedom, but for the liberation of those worldly attachments as well. If the amputation only serves him, many can argue against it citing selfish motives which destroy the lives of others. Yet if the separation benefits both the man and the world, what argument can condemn such an action?

Upon beginning Rosshalde, I envied Johann Veraguth, the world-famous painter who thrives without a day job and soars without the burden of upkeep for his estate, without economic cares or spacial confines for his practice. I even envied his family situation. What a glorious existence to live along the perimeter of one's family, to have sanctuary for all artistic endeavours and the freedom to saunter back and forth between worlds as one chooses. But can an artist experience true happiness having separated his art from his experience, his inspiration from life?

Throughout the novel, Hesse interweaves the existences of Herr Veraguth and his youngest son, Pierre. He seats the man at one end of the fulcrum and the child at the other. The innocence flares and the corrupted flounders. Then the balance shifted. Pierre embodies the kind of incorruptible desires and thought patterns which Veraguth can only yearn for in his own nostalgic perspective. But what does he offer his son? What does he exemplify as a beacon for Pierre to journey toward? Veraguth loves Pierre for the light he sheds on Veraguth's lonely, isolated existence. And as Veraguth longs to live, it never occurs to him to do so by investing in the most important thing at his fingertips. He does not have to go anywhere.

After finishing Rosshalde, Hesse leaves the reader exhausted - drained of all philosophical, moral or ethical entreaty and left only with spiritual ash mixed with the glowing embers of hope for a revival of soul and life. All questions prove irrelevant, all considerations meaningless, all hindsight painfully pointless. He can only do better this time. And not only for himself. (less)

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May 16, 2010 Kay Wright rated it 4 of 5 stars · review of another edition

I had never heard of this minor Hesse work but saw at at the library and was seduced by the author's reputation. His greater works have a philosophical base that is missing in Rosshalde. Although the main charater, a successful artist, does agonize over his spiritual health it is primarily a reaction to a very unhappy marriage and the sharing of a beloved son with his alienated wife. Apparently the book reflects Hesse's life and he may have written it to deal with his own frustrations. I'm glad...more

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Jan 30, 2013 Sarah rated it 3 of 5 stars · review of another edition

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I read this book as part of a challenge to read all 1001 books on the 1001 Books To Read Before You Die list. I'd never heard of the book before accepting the challenge to read it, nor had I read anything else by Hesse prior to picking up this book.

From reading other reviews it seems that there are some who feel this particular translation (1970 - Ralph Manheim - Farrar, Straus & Giroux Inc) is lacking somewhat and does not convey into English how Hesse comes across in his native language....more I read this book as part of a challenge to read all 1001 books on the 1001 Books To Read Before You Die list. I'd never heard of the book before accepting the challenge to read it, nor had I read anything else by Hesse prior to picking up this book.

From reading other reviews it seems that there are some who feel this particular translation (1970 - Ralph Manheim - Farrar, Straus & Giroux Inc) is lacking somewhat and does not convey into English how Hesse comes across in his native language. I wouldn't know, as I've never read any other translation of this book, nor have I any expectations when it comes to Hesse. I was essentially going in blind, which I think worked in my favour. (I also think the size of this book helps - there are only 154 pages, so not enough time to really let the characters wallow as much as they might have in a longer book.)

Rosshalde is the story of a failed marriage. It's easy to see that Hesse drew Veraguth's experiences from his own life - apparently Hesse had several failed marriages of his own. The story is somewhat autobiographical - not only was Hesse struggling in his own marriage at the time, but he also took a trip abroad visiting Sri Lanka and Indonesia, and the estate of Rosshalde is based on a painter's house where he and his wife lived, in Bern, Switzerland.

What I liked most about this was how Veraguth and his son are tied together. Veraguth is miserable and lonely. The beginning of the book has a scene where Veraguth wanders through the garden and spies on his wife and son as they talk about flowers and names. Veraguth feels somewhat lonely, uneasy, and has the clear thought that he will not let his wife take Pierre from him, as he feels she did with their first son. For Veraguth, the bright spot in his existence is Pierre. Pierre is innocence and light. He is like his father in temperament and appearance. He wanders between both parents as they fight for his affections, still unaware as his older brother is of how an unusual situation it is. Veraguth yearns for his own youth and sees something of himself in his son - he is nostalgic, wanting to go back to how it was before, with young loves and hopes and dreams and no failed marriage behind him. He doesn't see what he has before him, but only what he has lost. Later, Pierre too wanders through the garden in a similar way, finding little joy in all the things that once brought him pleasure, echoing his father somewhat from the earlier scene, even as far as spying on his mother and older brother and feeling jealousy as his father did.

The forewarned tragedy (mentioned in the blurb and utterly predictable) is also foreshadowed several times throughout the book. By the time I got to the end, I was not in the least surprised about what happened. The fact that the plot was so predictable took some of the enjoyment out of it.

In Veraguth, Hesse creates something of an extreme in terms of that nostalgic feeling we sometimes get for the past - Veraguth embodies the sort of person who is dissatisfied with their lot and can only see what they do not have, rather than what stares them in the face. Veraguth did not see that he had his little son to invest in, to love and cherish and watch grow into a man. He did not see that it would take only a few small steps to amend relations with his estranged wife and older son. His friend, too, did not see this - his friend was the devil on the shoulder of Veraguth, imploring him to join him on his travels abroad, to abandon his wife and children and leave them to their own lives.

I can understand why some readers would have no sympathy for this character, nor for any of the others. Veraguth is miserable and has given up on life. His wife is empty and cold, his older son is spiteful and full of hatred, and his younger son is spoilt and precocious. Even the servant, Robert, is not so likeable. However, I did feel sympathy for them, though I can't fully explain why.

There are some lovely descriptions in this book. When Veraguth is painting and observing, for example, and when he is reminiscing. The descriptions of childhood and innocence, the sad scenes towards the end, the confession to Otto towards the end of his visit... I can't comment on the translation but I did find some of the quotes to be quite wonderful.

All in all I did enjoy this book and would definitely recommend it. If you're new to Hesse this would be a good one to start out with.(less)

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Mar 18, 2012 Don rated it 1 of 5 stars · review of another edition

Blah. Though a very short novel (just over 150 pages), it seemed to take forever. The characters are not compelling and the plot is uninspired: After a sullen and listless life, having spent far too many years in a loveless marriage, the arrival of a friend from the East spurs Veraguth to consider if he could leave his home and live again. Most of the rest of the novel is spent on him considering the question, with a personal tragedy at the end thrown in for good measure. There's nothing particu...more

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Jan 16, 2009 Patrick Gibson rated it 3 of 5 stars · review of another edition

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This is probably my least favorite of the early novels. It is still best for development sake if you are going to progress to the later brilliant writings. It is about life unfulfilled,finding redemption and reaching a personal epiphany :

“Within him two powers carried on in a hard struggle, but hope was the stronger. Over and over again he had to repeat his conversations; with every increasing warmth the repressed desires and needs of his vigorous nature rose up from the depths where they had so...more This is probably my least favorite of the early novels. It is still best for development sake if you are going to progress to the later brilliant writings. It is about life unfulfilled,finding redemption and reaching a personal epiphany :

“Within him two powers carried on in a hard struggle, but hope was the stronger. Over and over again he had to repeat his conversations; with every increasing warmth the repressed desires and needs of his vigorous nature rose up from the depths where they had so long lain frozen and imprisoned, and this upsurge, this spring thaw got the better of his old illusion, the sick illusion that he was an old man who could do no more than endure life. The deep, potent hypnosis of resignation had been broken, and through the breach poured the unconscious instinctual forces of a life long curbed and cheated.
Today he found clarity and a feeling of certainty as to the road ahead, where only a short time ago there had been only darkness and perplexity. It was as though his life had become one more a limpid stream or river, driving resolutely in the direction assigned to it, whereas hitherto it had stagnated in the swampy lake of indecision. Now it became clear to him that his journey could not possibly lead him back here, that there was nothing more for him to do here than take his leave, perhaps with a bleeding heart, but no matter. His life was flowing again, driving resolutely toward freedom and the future.”

“Sauntering on along the wet paths, he tried to follow back the threads of his life, whose simple fabric had never before seen so clearly. It came to him without bitterness that he had followed all those pathways blindly. He saw clearly that despite his many attempts, despite the yearning that had never left him, he had passed the garden of life by. Never had he lived out a love to its bottommost depths, never until these last days.
What remained to him was his art, of which he had never felt as sure as he did now. There remained the consolation of the outsider, to whom it is not given to seize the cup of life and drain it; there remained the strange, cool, and yet irresistible passion to see, to observe, and to participate with secret pride in the work of creation. That was the residue and the value of his unsuccessful life, the imperturbable loneliness and cold delight of art, and to follow that star without detours would from now on be his destiny.
He breathed deeply the moist, bitter-scented air of the park and at every step it seemed to him that he was pushing away the past as one who has reached the shore pushes away a skiff, now useless. His probing and his insight were without resignation; full of defiance and venturesome passion, he looked forward to the new life, which, he was resolved, would no longer be a groping or dim-sighted wandering but rather a bold, steep climb. Later and more painfully perhaps than most men, he had taken leave of the sweet twilight of youth. Now he stood poor and belated in the broad daylight, and of that he meant never again to lose a precious hour.”

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Jan 14, 2013 Sue rated it 2 of 5 stars · review of another edition

I love Hermann Hesse. Or, atleast, l think l do. l read 'Siddhartha' & 'Narcissus & Goldmund' many years ago while l was in high school and was completely blown away. l have read neither since and this was just a disappointment. l mean, it is considered a 'minor work' of Hesse's, but l'd call it just plain boring. This story of a rich family that completely disintegrates isn't true to life, it's self-indulgent and dull. ls the ending sad? Well, l'm sure it's suppose to be, but l just did...more

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Jan 20, 2011 R.H. rated it 3 of 5 stars · review of another edition

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Jan 02, 2012 Lachwhip rated it 3 of 5 stars · review of another edition

Goddamn I love Hesse. This book is beautifully simple and quite obviously written from Hesse's personal experience. Though there were some pretty clear errors in the translation, I still really enjoyed this short book and finished off over a period of a few days.

The story tells of a highly-praised artist struggling with his unhappy marriage, his artistic passion and his yearning for freedom. Advanced in years, he finds his life unfulfilling, finally finding a chance a redemption after reaching a...more

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Feb 20, 2008 Ryan rated it 2 of 5 stars · review of another edition

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This review has been hidden because it contains spoilers. To view it, click here. My summary:

A novel of a painter (Veraguth), his wife (Frau Veraguth), and his two sons (Albert & Pierre). Veraguth and his wife are an estranged couple held together only by the love of their youngest son Pierre. Veraguth wants to leave his wife but knows he cannot without losing his son. His oldest son, Albert, already dislikes him because of the estrangement between the couple (he chooses his mother's side). Veraguth and his wife share Pierre's time and Veraguth spends every other free mom...more My summary:

A novel of a painter (Veraguth), his wife (Frau Veraguth), and his two sons (Albert & Pierre). Veraguth and his wife are an estranged couple held together only by the love of their youngest son Pierre. Veraguth wants to leave his wife but knows he cannot without losing his son. His oldest son, Albert, already dislikes him because of the estrangement between the couple (he chooses his mother's side). Veraguth and his wife share Pierre's time and Veraguth spends every other free moment pouring himself into his painting. Although they are both aware of the situation, Veraguth is unable to do anything because he is paralyzed with the fear of losing his son whom he loves. Veraguth's friend, Otto Burkhardt, comes to visit him part way through the story. He is a world traveler and adventurer and boyhood friend of Veraguth. He quickly realizes the situation between Veraguth and his wife and confronts Veraguth about it. Veraguth shamefully acknowledges the horrendous conditions under which he lives, but feels he can do nothing about it. Otto proposes that he must give up his son, Pierre, and come travel the world with him and start a new life. Veraguth tells him he will think about it and ponders whether or not he can make the sacrifice of leaving his son. After much anguish and thought he decides he must be brave and make the break or Pierre will eventually be split between the parents in the same way Albert was. About the time he makes his choice Pierre becomes deathly ill. Both parents struggle tremendously and when his mother learns of the severity of his illness (meningitis) she tells Veraguth that he may have Pierre if he lives through the illness. Eventually Pierre dies and Veraguth is set free, as well as his wife and other son, to start their own lives anew. Veraguth is decimated by the loss of his son, but he realizes that the only way he can ever get on with his life is to suffer through the loss and wipe everything clean for a new start in life. He knows that his happiness depends on him getting out from the suffocating situation, but he believes he will never be able to love anyone again the way he did his son. In the end he believes that he will only be able to love that much through his work. He looks forward to a new life of adventure with bittersweet regret and acceptance.(less)

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Jan 07, 2008 Atul rated it 5 of 5 stars · review of another edition Recommends it for: Anyone, really

Recommended to Atul by: My Father

Shelves: all-i-own, classics

[This is not a review, just a few thoughts that crossed my mind after I read this book]

Compulsions guide us, a few of them. A few emotional and a few that are physical. We then live with them, prosper there, realize the addiction, and yet continue to live the frustration of mere existence. Or we make a break. No break is really easy – what do we look for when making a break from something? Does something called a ‘clean break’ exist in this world?

What is that one thing closest to your heart that...more

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Dec 25, 2012 Umut Babilon rated it 4 of 5 stars · review of another edition

En rahat okuduğum, en akıcı anlatıma sahip Hesse kitabı şu ana kadarkiler içinde. Yalnızlığın kol gezdiği dört hayat içinde kopan bir kıyametin yarattığı belirsiz gelecek içinde, ilginç biçimde bir ferahlığa ulaşan bir adamın hikayesi ağırlıklı olarak. Kesinlikle okuyun okumadıysanız.

An awsome book from Herman Hesse that told the story about an artist without "love" in his life and has "cold" family to him; which is created by all of their hands.

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Dec 29, 2012 Andre Zollars rated it 5 of 5 stars · review of another edition

Ever since I was introduced to Hesse with Siddhartha in High School he has been my favorite author. Demian is my personal favorite and the one I can relate to the most. Much like Van Gogh, I find in Hesse a haunting depth of thought and sensitivity that only the artistic heart and mind can reveal. This story brought back all the pain of being in a loveless marriage for five years. It's superb.

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Aug 16, 2012 Катерина rated it 4 of 5 stars · review of another edition

It's a very intriguing story indeed. The style is wonderful, not too hard to understand and not too easy. 5-6 characters tops, which I liked a lot. The story itself makes you want to think if you cherish the things you have enough. Very touchy, made me cry. Obviously a tragedy, but a tragedy that shows that new beginnings do exist and that there is no time to waste. Made me want to think about life all over again. Would like to read it at least one more time in the future.

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Jul 31, 2012 Esteban Gordon rated it 4 of 5 stars · review of another edition

"It was as though his life had become once more a limpid stream or river, driving resolutely in the direction assigned to it, whereas hitherto it had stagnated in the swampy lake of indecision." I think what I like best about Hesse's work is this idea that YOU must find and control your destiny in life...your river. No one else can show you the way. Additionally, in this work is added the profound idea that one must not allow one's personal path to be thwarted in the bog of failed relationships...more

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Aug 12, 2009 Dan rated it 3 of 5 stars · review of another edition

2009-08-11 -- Read this over the last couple weeks. It had been too long since I read some of my favorite author.

This book is not cheery. It is, however, a great example of how Hesse can adeptly expose you to someone's troubled awakening. It is also one more example of a Hesse book being eerily similar to my own life.

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Apr 23, 2013 Ahmad rated it 4 of 5 stars · review of another edition

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746. Rosshalde, Herman Hesse
روزالده - هرمان هسه، با ترجمه محمد بقایی، و با عنوان «مسافر» با ترجمه قاسم کبیری
اثر به جدایی «هسه» از همسر نخستش اشاره دارد. میاندیشید: هر روز که میگذرد ما را نسبت به آن چه دوست داریم، بیگانه تر میکند. «آدله» همسر «فراگوت» بی هیچ شادی، در انتظاری پوچ به سر میبَرَد، و فرزندش – که در عالم صفا و کودکی به بازی سرگرم است – تنهایی پدر و مادر را احساس میکند. «آدله» استعداد و هنر «فراگوت» را نادیده میگیرد و همین، بهانه ای محکم برای فاصله گرفتن، اندیشه آنها از یکدیگر و رابطه د...more

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Jul 14, 2012 Christopherch rated it 3 of 5 stars · review of another edition

This is a sad little book that took me to strange, lonely place. The tone is introspective and the characters are isolated and withdrawn. This is not an entirely cheerless read however, there are lovely descriptions of childhood and the memory of innocence, dreams and aspirations.

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Aug 06, 2008 Shadi rated it 4 of 5 stars · review of another edition

"خشنود نبودن رسوایی است. اینکه آدم نتواند زندگی اش را به کسی نشان دهد و مجبور شود چیزی را پنهان دارد رسوایی است. "

"تو نیمی از استعدادهای عالی خود را برای انکار نفس و اصطکاکهای جزئی روزمره تلف می کنی. تو خوشحال نیستی، بهترین تعبیر از وضع تو آن است که تو تسلیم شده ای. و دوست من این شایسته تو نیست. "

یادم بماند که تسلیم نشوم. یادم بماند که رسوایی نیافرینم. یادم بماند که قدر لحظاتم را بدانم. شاید زمانی برای جبران باقی نماند.

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Aug 06, 2011 Henrik Enqvist added it · review of another edition

Jasso!Kaikenlaista yhdentekevyytt' sitä julkaistaankin pahaa aavistamattomien ajan tuhlaamiseksi.No itsepähän lankesin petollisen heuristiikan ansaan,luullen että yhden hyvän kirjan kirjoittajan muutkin olisi lukemisen arvoisia...

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Jan 16, 2011 David rated it 5 of 5 stars · review of another edition

This unapologetic tale has intertwining themes of an unhappy marriage, family divisions, artistic passion (and passionlessness), and a yearning for freedom. Like most of Hesse' work, there are elements of autobiography throughout.

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Dec 10, 2012 Craig rated it 4 of 5 stars · review of another edition

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Without a respectable set of knowledge about Hesse and his writings, I write this going from my own biases and personal knowledge, which, was enriched by this short yet evocative work. Introspective and, at times, heart-rending, Hesse lets one into a strikingly personal story.

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Oct 06, 2012 Janalee rated it 5 of 5 stars · review of another edition

I read this book back when I was a teenager. I remember it being so sad and tragic it made me cry. This book always stuck with me. I'd like to read it now, being years later, to see if I feel the same way about it.

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Aug 08, 2011 Tyler rated it 5 of 5 stars · review of another edition

Though I'm not much of a fan for Hesse's early work, this is amongst his top 5 novels in my books (I am 2 novels and 1 short story collection shy of having read his complete work). My only complaint is that the summary on the back cover gives away the entire plot and ending, so the novel's ending doesn't have the impact it could have. A beautiful story about a loveless couple who stay together for the children until tragedy strikes.

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Sep 13, 2012 Brian Baker rated it 3 of 5 stars · review of another edition

Desperately sad tale of a reclusive artist and his estranged wife living separate lives in the titular homestead linked only through their seven-year-old son's last illness.

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Jan 16, 2012 Ana rated it 5 of 5 stars · review of another edition

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The first thing I loved about this book was its name - Rosshalde sounds so.. old, so respectful, so damsel-like but still powerful.. Then I fell in love with the painter.. for its sadness was so undeserved.
It's a book that's worth the time!

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Nov 02, 2010 Zasa rated it 3 of 5 stars · review of another edition

meine buslektüre ... wundervolle Einblicke in die Gedanken der Protagonisten ... traurig, schmerzlich, feinfühlig - vielleicht sollte ich mir mehr Hesse reinziehen...

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May 09, 2012 Adriana rated it 3 of 5 stars · review of another edition

I thought it was going to be a bad reading, suddenly I got caught up and crying by the history, master Hesse knows the human nature!

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May 01, 2009 Michelle rated it 3 of 5 stars · review of another edition

I remember liking this during my Hesse-spreee. Nothing much sticks in my memory, but it was so long ago indeed!

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Hermann Hesse was a German-Swiss poet, novelist, and painter. In 1946, he received the Nobel Prize in Literature. His best known works include Steppenwolf, Siddhartha, and The Glass Bead Game (also known as Magister Ludi) which explore an individual's search for spirituality outside society.

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