Hermann Hesse Quote

Oh oak tree, how they have pruned you. Now you stand odd and strangely shaped!You were hacked a hundred timesuntil you had nothing left but spite and will!I am like you, so many insults and humiliations could not shatter my link with life. And every day I raise my headbeyond countless insults towards new light.What in me was once gentle, sweet and tenderthis world has ridiculed to death.But my true self cannot be murdered. I am at peace and reconciled. I grow new leaves with patiencefrom branches hacked a hundred times.In spite of all the pain and sorrowI'm still in love with this mad, mad world.

Hermann Hesse

Oh oak tree, how they have pruned you. Now you stand odd and strangely shaped!You were hacked a hundred timesuntil you had nothing left but spite and will!I am like you, so many insults and humiliations could not shatter my link with life. And every day I raise my headbeyond countless insults towards new light.What in me was once gentle, sweet and tenderthis world has ridiculed to death.But my true self cannot be murdered. I am at peace and reconciled. I grow new leaves with patiencefrom branches hacked a hundred times.In spite of all the pain and sorrowI'm still in love with this mad, mad world.

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About Hermann Hesse

Hermann Karl Hesse (German: [ˈhɛʁman ˈhɛsə] ; 2 July 1877 – 9 August 1962) was a German-Swiss poet, novelist, and painter. His best-known works include Demian, Steppenwolf, Siddhartha, and The Glass Bead Game, each of which explores an individual's search for authenticity, self-knowledge, and spirituality. In 1946, he received the Nobel Prize in Literature.