The blue of the sky, the brown of the tiles, and the blue of the glass had a purpose; they belonged together, they played with one another, they were in good spirits; and it felt good to see them that way to be a spectator of their games, to feel permeated by the same morning glow and the same sense of well- being that they were enjoying.
herman hesse
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If I know what love is, it is because of you.Some of us think holding on makes us strong; but sometimes it is letting go
herman hesse
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