Many works, including Siddhartha (1922) and Steppenwolf (1927), of German-born Swiss writer Hermann Hesse concern the struggle of the individual to find wholeness and meaning in life; he won the Nobel Prize for literature in 1946.
Other best-known works of this poet, novelist, and painter include The Glass Bead Game, which, also known as Magister Ludi, explore a search of an individual for spirituality outside society.
In his time, Hesse was a popular and influential author in the German-speaking world; worldwide fame only came later. Young Germans desiring a different and more "natural" way of life at the time of great economic and technological progress in the country, received enthusiastically Peter Camenzind, first great novel of Hesse.
Throughout Germany, people named many schools. In 1964, people founded the Calwer Hermann-Hesse-Preis, awarded biennially, alternately to a German-language literary journal or to the translator of work of Hesse to a foreign language. The city of Karlsruhe, Germany, also associates a Hermann Hesse prize.
I wish my german was this good I could embrace all the depths of this or any other story ever written by Hermann Hesse. I wish I could write like that, too. It's undoubtedly impressive by how this man grasps every little feeling and embodies it into words and stories.
I was holding my tears as the story was getting at its end yet Hesse left a light sadness and a comfort hug. So I didn't cry. But my heart was trembling ready to crack. Though the story of Hesse's brother is tragic and it's not a spoiler as any reader who's familiar with this author's works I believe can sense the suspense and anxiety during Hesse's skillful storyline. I feel like I'm a part of their family now. I'm sorry yet so happy to know that Hans was a devoted Christian. Deeply traumatized but such a charming lovely man who loved God, his family, church and his brother. Knowing that keeps me satisfied and glad as there was always hope in the end... as there has never been any end.
Wie kein Zweiter wandelt Hesse autobiographische Erlebnisse in philosophische Selbstreflexion und versteht es, sie so authentisch an den Leser weiterzugeben, dass dieser sie nicht nur versteht, sondern auch emphatisch miterlebt und für sein eigenes Selbst verinnerlicht. Mit einem Einband, den ein Aquarell des Meisters ziert, und einem beeindruckendem Nachwort von Volker Michels versehen, glänzt diese Ausgabe in der hauseigenen Hesse-Sammlung.