this second, violent world gushed out fragrantly everywhere, except in our rooms, where Mother and Father were. And that was very good. It was wonderful that here among us there was peace, order, and repose, duty and a clear conscience, forgiveness and love—and wonderful that all the rest existed, all those noisy, glaring, somber, and violent things, which nevertheless could be escaped with a single bound toward one’s mother. Demian

Only loss teaches us about the value of things. Essays and Aphorisms

There is nothing like looking, if you want to find something. You certainly usually find something, if you look, but it is not always quite the something you were after. The Hobbit

 Happy families are all alike; every unhappy family is unhappy in its own way.  Guns, Germs And Steel