James

“And eternity was nothing else than the redemption of time, its return to innocence, so to say, and its transformation again into space.”
― Hermann Hesse, Steppenwolf

“And who over the ruins of his life pursued its fleeting, fluttering significance, while he suffered its seeming meaninglessness and lived it seeming madness, and who hoped secretly at the last turn of the labyrinth of Chaos for revelation and God's nearness?”
― Hermann Hesse, Steppenwolf

“We are on our way to them all our lives long in every good deed, in every brave thought, in every love. The communion of the saints, in earlier times it was set by painters in a golden heaven, shining, beautiful and full of peace, and it is nothing else but what I meant a moment ago when I called it eternity. It is the kingdom on the other side of time and appearances. It is where we belong. There is our home. It is that which our heart strives for. And for that reason, Steppenwolf, we long for death. There you will find your Goethe again and Novalis and Mozart.”
― Hermann Hesse, Steppenwolf

“To do the useful thing, to say the courageous thing, to contemplate the beautiful thing: that is enough for one man's life.”
― T.S. Eliot, The Use of Poetry and the Use of Criticism