Hermann Hesse Quotes
The many-voiced song of the river echoed softly. Siddhartha looked into the river and saw many pictures in the flowing water. The river's voice was sorrowful. It sang with yearning and sadness, flowing towards its goal ... Siddhartha was now listening intently...to this song of a thousand voices ... then the great song of a thousand voices consisted of one word: Om - Perfection ... From that hour Siddhartha ceased to fight against his destiny.
Hermann Hesse
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I have only one life, so I want to make sure it's a good one.
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Let there be a door to thy mouth, that it may be shut when need arises, and let it be carefully barred, that none may rouse thy voice to anger, and thou pay back abuse with abuse.
Saint Ambrose
The proper function of man is to live, not to exist. I shall not waste my days in trying to prolong them. I shall use my time.
Jack London
If one has curiosity, then one stands the chance of attain a high level of scientific inquiry.
Ada Yonath
Yeah, I'm running for the White House again. Well, it's not a run, really; it's sort of a brisk walk.
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Sometimes an unexpected chord change can be the difference between a good song and a great song.
Gary Talley
The Box Tops
You are only as good as your last book, and so there has to be a book.
David Bergen
I don't want to limit myself as a writer. Tastes change, and I want to keep my eye on the future.
Jen Lancaster
The many-voiced song of the river echoed softly. Siddhartha looked into the river and saw many pictures in the flowing water. The river's voice was sorrowful. It sang with yearning and sadness, flowing towards its goal ... Siddhartha was now listening intently...to this song of a thousand voices ... then the great song of a thousand voices consisted of one word: Om - Perfection ... From that hour Siddhartha ceased to fight against his destiny.
Hermann Hesse
