Demian

by Hermann Hesse

In each of us spirit has become form, in each of us the created being suffers, in each of us a redeemer is crucified.

first time I tasted death, and death tastes bitter because it is birth, it is anxiety and terror in the face of a frightening innovation.

nothing in the world is more repugnant to a man than following the path that leads him to himself!

All I really wanted was to try and live the life that was spontaneously welling up within me. Why was that so very difficult?

When we hate a person, what we hate in his image is something inside ourselves. Whatever isn’t inside us can’t excite us.”