36 Quotes About Steppenwolf

Yaşam konusunda bir fikrin vardı; içinde bir inanç, bir beklenti yaşıyordu; eylemlere, acılara ve özverilere hazırdın. Ama yavaş yavaş anladın ki, dünya hiç de senden eylemlerde ve özverilerde bulunmanı istemiyor; yaşam, kahraman rollerine ve benzeri şeylere yer veren bir kahramanlık destanı değil, insanların yiyip içmeler, kahve yudumlamalar, örgü örmeler, iskambil oynamalar ve radyo dinlemelerle yetinip hallerine şükrettikleri rahat bir orta sınıf evidir.

Learn what is to be taken seriously and laugh at the rest.

Most men will not swim before they are able to.” Is that not witty? Naturally, they won't swim! They are born for the solid earth, not for the water. And naturally they wont think. They are made for life, not for thought. Yes, and he who thinks, what’s more, he who makes thought his business, he may go far in it, but he has bartered the solid earth for the water all the same, and one day he will drown.

I would traverse not once more, but often the hell of my inner being. One day I would be a better hand at the game. One day I would learn how to laugh. Pablo was waiting for me, and Mozart too.

madness, in a higher sense, is the beginning of all wisdom

He had thought more than other men, and in matters of the intellect he had that calm objectivity, that certainty of thought and knowledge, such as only really intellectual men have, who have no axe to grind, who never wish to shine, or to talk others down, or to appear always in the right.

Like a true Nature's child, we were born, born to be wild

How foolish to wear oneself out in vain longing for warmth! Solitude is independence. It has been my wish and with the years I had attained it. It was cold. Oh, cold enough! But it was also still, wonderfully still and vast like the cold stillness of space in which the stars revolve.

The saints, these are the true men, the younger brothers of the savior. We are with them all our lives through every good deed every brave thought in every love...There are many saints who at first were sinners. Even sin can be a way to saintliness, sin and vice...Ah, Harry we have to stumble through so much dirt and humbug before we reach home. And we have no one to guide us. Our only guide is our homesickness.