Mexico Park

So the tree rustles in the evening, when we stand uneasy before our own childish thoughts: Trees have long thoughts, long-breathing and restful, just as they have longer lives than ours. They are wiser than we are, as long as we do not listen to them. But when we have learned how to listen to trees, then the brevity and the quickness and the childlike hastiness of our thoughts achieve an incomparable joy. Whoever has learned how to listen to trees no longer wants to be a tree. He wants to be nothing except what he is. That is home. That is happiness.”

― Hermann Hesse, Bäume. Betrachtungen und Gedichte

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Majahua Beach

“Happiness is a how, not a what. A talent, not an object.”

― Hermann Hesse    
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The Kiss

“At the first kiss I felt something melt inside me that hurt in an exquisite way.  All my longings, all my dreams and sweet anguish, All the secrets that slept deep within me came awake,  Everything was transformed and enchanted, everything made sense.”
― Hermann Hesse
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The Whisper of Silence

Hoboken, NJ

Train in a Boat. Manhattan, NYC

 Frying Pan

Abstraction Ocho Tulum, Mx


“The river is everywhere.”
― Hermann Hesse, Siddhartha



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