Narcissus and Goldmund (original 1930; edição 1971)

Immensely sad and touching, a story about love, the kind of love few of us know, the brotherly love that is born rather than formed and grown. It also speaks about the importance of art versus mind, how neither is rather superior than the other, but that they are equal and even complement each other. ( )

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Because the world is so full of death and horror, I try again and again to console my heart and pick the flowers that grow in the midst of hell. ( )

A young boy goes into a monastery where he becomes a temptation for the sex starved monks but this is where the plot goes feral and you will swear I'm making this up or mixing this up with some porno plot but when out pickibg herbs he wakes up in a meadow with his head in the lap of some random woman and immediately has sex with her. He escapes the convent and proceeds to cuckold every farmer in the land. Apparently all other men are impotent in this world. He ends up in a castle where a thresome with two sisters goes badly and their father chases him away. He proceeds to play gigolo moving from town to town. At one point he finds a fresh corpse of a girl and for a moment I didn't know where it's going to go but thank God he finds in small child instead. But it's OK because despite being an absolute shitstain and a leech on society, murdering, stealing and ruining people's lives he gives the world a few sculptures of saints so that's OK. The end. ( )

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