Hermann Hesse is one of those authors who had the fortune to experience and portray all stages of life in a characteristic way. Among the most beautiful of these depictions are his reflections on old age, on the years of life when reality and environment gain a playful surrealism, where the memory of the past increases in reality in relation to the present. This time of transition reactivates, as a counterbalance to the growing physical ailments, the treasure of images one carries in memory after a long life, and to which one turns with a different kind of engagement as activity wanes. Human figures who are no longer on earth continue to live within us, keeping us company and looking at us with living eyes.