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Steppenwolf by Hermann Hesse
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“The morning was a wretched time of day for him. He feared it and it never brought him any good. On no morning of his life had he ever been in good spirits nor done any good before midday, nor ever had a happy idea, nor devised any pleasure for himself or others. By degrees during the afternoon he warmed and became alive, and only towards evening […] was he productive, active, and sometimes, aglow with joy.”
— Hermann Hesse, from Steppenwolf (Henry Holt, 1929)
from ‘Steppenwolf’
“At the first kiss I felt something melt inside me that hurt in an exquisite way. All my longings, all my dreams and sweet anguish, All the secrets that slept deep within me came awake, Everything was transformed and enchanted, everything made sense.”
[Hermann Hesse]
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