"The unhappiness that I long for is different. It is of the kind that will let me suffer with eagerness and die with lust. That is the unhappiness, or happiness, that I am waiting for."

"It is as lovely as a sunny day in a wet summer. But I suspect that it can't last. This happiness leads to nothing either. It gives contentment, but contentment is no food for me. It lulls the Steppenwolf to sleep and satiates him. But it is not a happiness to die for."

"My happiness fills me with content and I can bear it for a long while yet. But sometimes when happiness leaves a moment's leisure to look about me and long for things, the longing I have is not to keep this happiness forever, but to suffer once again, only more beautifully and less meanly than before. I long for the sufferings that make me ready and willing to die."

~ 'Steppenwolf'
Hermann Hesse