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A Sublime Soul Can Rise To All Kinds Of Greatness, But By An Effort; It Can Tear Itself From All Bondage, To All That Limits And Constrains It, But Only By Strength Of Will. Consequently The Sublime Soul Is Only Free By Broken Efforts.

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A Sublime Soul Can

Friedrich Schiller

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A Sublime Soul Can Rise To All Kinds Of Greatness, But By An Effort; It Can Tear Itself From All Bondage, To All That Limits And Constrains It, But Only By Strength Of Will. Consequently The Sublime Soul Is Only Free By Broken Efforts.

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What's Old Collapses, Times Change, And New Life Blossoms In The Ruins.

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Day's Lustrous Eyes Grow Heavy In Sweet Death.

O'er Ocean, With A Thousand Masts, Sails Forth The Stripling Bold- One Boat, Hard Rescued From The Deep, Draws Into Port The Old!

Life Is Earnest, Art Is Gay.

That Which Is So Universal As Death Must Be A Benefit.

Doch Zittre Vor Der Langsamen, Der Stillen Macht Der Zeit. Yet Tremble At The Slow, Silent Power Of Time.

Wouldst Thou Wisely, And With Pleasure, Pass The Days Of Life's Short Measure, From The Slow One Counsel Take, But A Tool Of Him Ne'er Make; Ne'er As Friend The Swift One Know, Nor The Constant One As Foe.

Never The Grave Gives Back What It Has Won!

Most Gladly Would I Give The Blood-stained Laurel For The First Violet Which March Brings Us, The Fragrant Pledge Of The New-fledged Year.

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He Who Considers Too Much Will Perform Little.

The Dignity Of Man Into Your Hands Is Given; Oh, Keep It Well, With You It Sinks Or Lifts Itself To Heaven.

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The World's History Is Constant, Like The Laws Of Nature, And Simple, Like The Souls Of Men. The Same Conditions Continually Produce The Same Results.

One Drop Of Hatred Left In The Cup Of Joy Turns The Most Blissful Draught Into Poison.

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No Emperor Has The Power To Dictate To The Heart.

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His Saying Was: Live And Let Live.

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He Who Has Done His Best For His Own Time Has Lived For All Times.

Culture, Far From Giving Us Freedom, Only Develops, As It Advances, New Necessities; The Fetters Of The Physical Close More Tightly Around Us, So That The Fear Of Loss Quenches Even The Ardent Impulse Toward Improvement, And The Maxims Of Passive Obedience Are Held To Be The Highest Wisdom Of Life.

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Even The Weak Become Strong When They Are United.

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Sentimental Poetry Differs From Naive Poetry In That It Relates The Real State At Which The Latter Stops To Ideas And Applies Ideas To That Reality.

The First Great Law Is To Obey.

The Dream Is Short, Repentance Long.

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Innocence Has A Friend In Heaven.

Utility Is The Great Idol Of The Age, To Which All Powers Must Do Service And All Talents Swear Allegiance. In This Great Balance Of Utility, The Spiritual Service Of Art Has No Weight, And, Deprived Of All Encouragement, It Vanishes From The Noisy Vanity Fair Of Our Time.

The History Of The World Is The World's Court Of Justice.

There Is No Such Thing As Chance; And What Seem To Us Merest Accident Springs From The Deepest Source Of Destiny.

There Is More To Life Than Just Existing And Having A Pleasant Time.

I Follow My Heart, For I Can Trust It.

O The Eye's Light Is A Noble Gift Of Heaven! All Beings Live From Light, Each Fair Created Thing; The Very Plants Turn With A Joyful Transport To The Light.

Dear Is My Friend--yet From My Foe, As From My Friend, Comes Good: My Friend Shows What I Can Do, And My Foe What I Should.

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Great Souls Suffer In Silence.

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Man Is Created Free, And Is Free, Even Though Born In Chains.

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Measure Not By The Scale Of Perfection The Meager Product Of Reality.

Appearance Should Never Attain Reality, And If Nature Conquers, Then Must Art Retire.

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Life Did Not Present Its Sunny Side To Thee.

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The Voice Of The Majority Is No Proof Of Justice.

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Truth Exists For The Wise, Beauty For The Feeling Heart.

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Gray Hairs Are Death's Blossoms.

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Ever Building, Building To The Clouds, Still Building Higher, And Never Reflecting That The Poor Narrow Basis Cannot Sustain The Giddy Tottering Column.

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Who Dares Nothing, Need Hope For Nothing.

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Disappointments Are To The Soul What A Thunderstorm Is To The Air.

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If We Do Not Find Anything Very Pleasant, At Least We Shall Find Something New.

Courage, Ne'er By Sorrow Broken! Aid Where Tears Of Virtue Flow; Faith To Keep Each Promise Spoken! Truth Alike To Friend And Foe!

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In The Ardor Of Pursuit Men Soon Forget The Goal From Which They Start.

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Grace Is The Beauty Of Form Under The Influence Of Freedom.

The Man Who Fears Nothing Is As Powerful As He Who Is Feared By Everybody.

Whatever Lives, Lives To Die In Sorrow. We Engage Our Hearts, And Grasp After The Things Of This World, Only To Undergo The Pang Of Losing Them.

Individual Character Is In The Right That Is In Strict Consistence With Itself. Self-contradiction Is The Only Wrong.

To Be Man's Tender Mate Was Woman Born, And In Obeying Nature She Best Serves The Purposes Of Heaven.

The Universe Is A Thought Of God.

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Toil Of Science Swells The Wealth Of Art.

Men Show No Mercy And Expect No Mercy, When Honor Calls, Or When They Fight For Their Idols Or Their Gods.

It Is Not Flesh And Blood, But Heart Which Makes Us Fathers And Sons.

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Chains Of Iron Or Of Silk-both Are Chains.

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Whoever Fails To Turn Aside The Ills Of Life By Prudent Forethought, Must Submit To Fulfill The Course Of Destiny.

Strange Customs Do Not Thrive In Foreign Soil.

Thus Arm In Arm With Thee I Dare Defy My Century Into The Lists.

If You Cannot Please Everyone With Your Deeds And Your Art, Please A Few. To Please Many Is Bad.

Fate Hath No Voice But The Heart's Impulse.

For The World Is Only Governed By Self-interest.

Arrow-swift The Present Sweepeth, And Motionless Forever Stands The Past.

To Live Is To Dream, And To Dream Pleasantly Is To Be Wise.

Art Is The Right Hand Of Nature. The Latter Has Only Given Us Being, The Former Has Made Us Men.

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Time Is A Blooming Field: Nature Is Ever Teeming With Life: And All Is Seed, And All Is Fruit.

Power Is The Most Persuasive Rhetoric.

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The Lemonade Is Weak, Like Your Soul.

Satisfy A Few To Please Many Is Bad.

Cowards Have Done Good And Kind Actions, But A Coward Never Pardoned.

Joy All Creatures Drink At Nature's Bosoms.

To Gain A Crown By Fighting Is Great, To Reject It Divine.

It Is At The Approach Of Extreme Danger When A Hollow Puppet Can Accomplish Nothing, That Power Falls Into The Mighty Hands Of Nature, Of The Spirit Giant-born, Who Listens Only To Himself, And Knows Nothing Of Compacts.

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Obedience Decks The Christian Most.

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He Who Never Ventures Beyond Actuality Will Never Win The Prize Of Truth.

Deaf Rage That Hears No Leader.

Will It, And Set To Work Briskly.

Accursed Be He Who Plays With The Devil.

Sorrows Must Die With The Joys They Outnumber.

In A Narrow Circle The Mind Contracts. Man Grows With His Expanded Needs.

It Is Through Beauty That We Arrive At Freedom.

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You Have To Go The Rounds From Individual To Individual In Order To Gather The Totality Of The Race.

The Victor Is Often Vanquished By His Own Success.

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