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You're Siddhartha!
by Hermann Hesse
You simply don't know what to believe, but you're willing to try
anything once. Western values, Eastern values, hedonism and minimalism, you've spent
some time in every camp. But you still don't have any idea what camp you belong in.
This makes you an individualist of the highest order, but also really lonely. It's
time to chill out under a tree. And realize that at least you believe in
ferries.
Take the Book Quiz
at the Blue Pyramid.
Actually, most of Hesse=wow. i was drawn especially by Demain...you've read that? i didn't necessarily agree with the direction his sensuality was going, but still enjoyed it. i read Beneath the Wheel during exam time last year, and was just: "whoa", because i could see myself in it, totally. And...i found Narziss and Goldmund objectively amusing.
How'd you react to the above?
You might find The Prodigy to your liking - I have a copy if you wish (though, don't read it when you are feeling down, it was his first prize-winning book and thus at a very existential moment in his development as a writer).
After reading Steppenwulf I had given up on Hesse for a time. For this had led me to read the writings of Hesse's American contemporary, Timothy Leary, which led to things that were not altogether enjoyable.
However, a friend (noting my bookshelf) had gotten me Siddhartha for Christmas one year (irony anyone?) - his last book, I believe - and it redeemed him to me.
i never finished Steppenwolf--found it too...well, it didn't resonate, at the time. Maybe for future.
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