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Ah, To That Far Distant Strand Bridge There Was Not To Convey, Not A Bark Was Near At Hand, Yet True Love Soon Found The Way.

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Ah, To That Far Distant Strand Bridge There Was Not To Convey, Not A Bark Was Near At Hand, Yet True Love Soon Found The Way.

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Fate Hath No Voice But The Heart's Impulse.

We Must Bear What Heaven Sends.

We Can Never Replace A Friend. When A Man Is Fortunate Enough To Have Several, He Finds They Are All Different. No One Has A Double In Friendship.

A Merely Fallen Enemy May Rise Again, But The Reconciled One Is Truly Vanquished.

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

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

Only Those Who Have The Patience To Do Simple Things Perfectly Will Acquire The Skill To Do Difficult Things Easily.

The Jest Loses Its Point When He Who Makes It Is The First To Laugh.

Stubbornness Is Not Firmness.

Vast, Colossal Destiny, Which Raises Man To Fame, Though It May Also Grind Him To Powder!

Virtue Has Her Heroes Too As Well As Fame And Fortune.

Joy, Thou Spark From Heav'n Immortal, Daughter Of Elysium! Drunk With Fire, Toward Heaven Advancing Goddess, To Thy Shrine We Come. Thy Sweet Magic Brings Together What Stern Custom Spreads Afar; All Men Become Brothers Where Thy Happy Wing-beats Are.

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

For The World Is Only Governed By Self-interest.

The World Is Ruled Only By Consideration Of Advantages.

He That Is Over-cautious Will Accomplish But Very Little.

It Is Criminal To Steal A Purse, Daring To Steal A Fortune, A Mark Of Greatness To Steal A Crown. The Blame Diminishes As The Guilt Increases.

Forgiveness Is The Finding Again Of A Lost Possession.

A Gloomy Guest Fits Not A Wedding Feast.

Be True, And Thou Shalt Fetter Time With Everlasting Chain.

Be Noble Minded! Our Own Heart, And Not Other Men's Opinions Of Us, Forms Our True Honor.

There Are Evil Spirits Who Suddenly Fix Their Abode In Man's Unguarded Breast, Causing Us To Commit Devilish Deeds, And Then, Hurrying Back To Their Native Hell, Leave Behind The Stings Of Remorse In The Poisoned Bosom.

The Worst Of Me Is Known, And I Can Say That I Am Better Than The Reputation I Bear.

From The Moment Fear Begins I Have Ceased To Fear.

Like A Dart The Present Glances, Silent Stands The Past Sublime.

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

Satisfied If They Themselves Can Escape From The Hard Labour Of Thought, They Willingly Abandon To Others The Guardianship Of Their Thoughts.

He Who Considers Too Much Will Perform Little.

It Is Difficult To Discriminate The Voice Of Truth From Amid The Clamor Raised By Heated Partisans.

Virtue, Though Clothed In A Beggar's Garb, Commands Respect.

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.

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

The Greater Part Of Humanity Is Too Much Harassed And Fatigued By The Struggle With Want, To Rally Itself For A New And Sterner Struggle With Error.

Alas! When Duty Grows Thy Law, Enjoyment Fades Away.

Life Is Earnest, Art Is Gay.

He Who Neglects The Present Moment Throws Away All He Has.

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

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

I Have Enjoyed Earthly Happiness, I Have Lived And Loved.

The Reason For You Complaint Lies, It Seems To Me, In The Constraint Which Your Intellect Imposes Upon Your Imagination. Here I Will Make An Observation, And Illustrate It By An Allegory. Apparently, It Is Not Good-and Indeed It Hinders The Creative Work Of The Mind-if The If The Intellect Examines Too Closely The Ideas Pouring In, As It Were, At The Gates.

Votes Should Be Weighed Not Counted.

It Is Often Wise To Reveal That Which Cannot Be Concealed For Long.

There Are Occasions When The General Belief Of The People, Even Though It Be Groundless, Works Its Effect As Sure As Truth Itself.

Truth Lives On In The Midst Of Deception.

Honesty Prospers In Every Condition Of Life.

Of All The Possessions Of This Life Fame Is The Noblest; When The Body Has Sunk Into The Dust The Great Name Still Lives.

Not Without A Shudder May The Human Hand Reach Into The Mysterious Urn Of Destiny.

The Rich Become Richer And The Poor Become Poorer Is A Cry Heard Throughout The Whole Civilized World.

Love Is Only Known By Him Who Hopelessly Persists In Love.

I Am Better Than My Reputation

You Worthy Critics, Or Whatever You May Call Yourselves, Are Ashamed Or Afraid Of The Momentary And Passing Madness Which Is Found In All Real Creators, The Longer Or Shorter Duration Of Which Distinguishes The Thinking Artist From The Dreamer. Hence Your Complaints Of Unfruitfulness, For You Reject Too Soon And Discriminate Too Severely.

There Is Room In The Smallest Cottage For A Happy Loving Pair.

If You Wish To Know Yourself Observe How Others Act. If You Wish To Understand Others Look Into Your Own Heart.

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.

Art Is The Right Hand Of Nature.

Life Did Not Present Its Sunny Side To Thee.

The Lamp Of Genius Burns Quicker Than The Lamp Of Life.

The Empire Of Saturnus Is Gone By; Lord Of The Secret Birth Of Things Is He; Within The Lap Of Earth, And In The Depths Of The Imagination Dominates; And His Are All Things That Eschew The Light. The Time Is O'er Of Brooding And Contrivance, For Jupiter, The Lustrous, Lordeth Now, And The Dark Work, Complete Of Preparation, He Draws By Force Into The Realm Of Light. Now Must We Hasten On To Action, Ere The Scheme, And Most Auspicious Positure Parts O'er My Head, And Takes Once More Its Flight, For The Heavens Journey Still, And Adjourn Not.

I Am My Own Heaven And Hell!

A Deep Meaning Often Lies In Old Customs.

Truth Is More Than A Dream And A Song.

Every Great Mind Seeks To Labor For Eternity. All Men Are Captivated By Immediate Advantages; Great Minds Alone Are Excited By The Prospect Of Distant Good.

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

A Childlike Mind In Its Simplicity Practises That Science Of Good To Which The Wise May Be Blind.

O Tender Yearning, Sweet Hoping! The Golden Time Of First Love! The Eye Sees The Open Heaven, The Heart Is Intoxicated With Bliss; O That The Beautiful Time Of Young Love Could Remain Green Forever.

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.

We Are Citizens Of An Age, As Well As Of A State; And If It Is Held To Be Unseemly, Or Even Inadmissible, For A Man To Cut Himself Off From The Customs And Manners Of The Circle In Which He Lives, Why Should It Be Less Of A Duty, In The Choice Of His Activity, To Submit His Decision To The Needs And The Taste Of His Century?

The Zeal Of Friends It Is That Razes Me, And Not The Hate Of Enemies.

The Joke Loses Everything When The Joker Laughs Himself.

Illusion Is Brief, But Repentance Is Long.

Yet Have I Ever Heard It Said That Spies And Tale-bearers Have Done More Mischief In This World Than Poisoned Bowl Or The Assassin's Dagger.

Art Is The Daughter Of Freedom.

Weep, For The Light Is Dead.

Think With Awe On The Slow And Quiet Power Of Time.

The Happy Man Does Not Notice The Flight Of Time.

Cling To Thy Native Land, For It Is The Land Of Thy Fathers?

As Soon As I Have Begun To Fear I Have Ceased To Fear.

The Voice Of Our Age Seems By No Means Favorable To Art, At All Events To That Kind Of Art To Which My Inquiry Is Directed. The Course Of Events Has Given A Direction To The Genius Of The Time That Threatens To Remove It Continually Further From The Ideal Of Art. For Art Has To Leave Reality, It Has To Raise Itself Bodily Above Necessity And Neediness; For Art Is The Daughter Of Freedom, And It Requires Its Prescriptions And Rules To Be Furnished By The Necessity Of Spirits And Not By That Of Matter.

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

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

Friends Show Me What I Can Do, Foes Teach Me What I Should Do.

Dare To Err And To Dream. Deep Meaning Often Lies In Childish Plays.

In A Narrow Circle The Mind Grows Narrow. The More One Expands, The Larger Their Aims.

Wine Invents Nothing; It Only Tattles.

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.

Accomplish Nothing

It Is Well For A Man When He Has Learned To Endure What He Cannot Change, And To Give Up With Dignity What He Cannot Retain.

The Brave Person Thinks Of Himself Last Of All.

All Things Must; Man Is The Only Creature That Wills.

A Healthy Nature Needs No God Or Immortality

Yes Great People Are Always Subject To Persecution And Always Getting Into Straits.

The Present Age Has Witnessed An Extraordinary Increase Of A Thinking Public, By The Facilities Afforded To The Diffusion Of Reading; The Former Happy Resignation To Ignorance Begins To Make Way For A State Of Half-enlightenment, And Few Persons Are Willing To Remain In The Condition In Which Their Birth Has Placed Then.

Man Is Never So Authentically Himself As When At Play.

To One, Science Is An Exalted Goddess; To Another It Is A Cow Which Provides Him With Butter.

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

Death Is A Mighty Mediator. There All The Flames Of Rage Are Extinguished, Hatred Is Appeased, And Angelic Pity, Like A Weeping Sister, Bends With Gentle And Close Embrace Over The Funeral Urn.

Happy He Who Learns To Bear What He Cannot Change.

You Make Me Happy

Fear Of Death Is Worse Than Dying.

The Future Comes Slowly, The Present Flies And The Past Stands Still Forever.

Pain Is Short, And Joy Is Eternal.

Man, Living, Feeling Man, Is The Easy Sport Of The Over-mastering Present.

It Is Through Beauty That We Arrive At Freedom.

A Virtuous Name Is The Precious Only Good, For Which Queens And Peasants' Wives Must Contest Together.

As Noble Art Has Survived Noble Nature, So Too She Marches Ahead Of It, Fashioning And Awakening By Her Inspiration. Before Truth Sends Her Triumphant Light Into The Depths Of The Heart, Imagination Catches Its Rays, And The Peaks Of Humanity Will Be Glowing When Humid Night Still Lingers In The Valleys.

Uncommon Men Require No Common Trust; Give Him But Scope And He Will Set The Bounds.

The Average Estimate Themselves By What They Do, The Above Average By What They Are.

There Is A Nobility In The World Of Manners.

Obedience Decks The Christian Most.

Heaven And Earth Fight In Vain Against A Dunce!

It Would Be Necessary That They Should Be Already Sages To Love Wisdom...

Only The Soldier Is A Free Man, Because He Can Look Death In The Face.

No, No! I Do Nature Injustice. She Gave Us Inventive Faculty, And Set Us Naked, And Helpless On The Shore Of This Great Ocean,--the World; Swim Those Who Can, The Heavy May Go To The Bottom.

I Feel That I Am A Man Of Destiny.

Freedom Can Occur Only Through Education.

The May Of Life Blooms Once And Never Again.

O God, How Lovely Still Is Life!

Never The Grave Gives Back What It Has Won!

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

Sorrows Must Die With The Joys They Outnumber.

The Voice Of The Majority Is No Proof Of Justice.

Libertarian Party

Man Is Made Of Ordinary Things, And Habit Is His Nurse.

Love Is The Reward Of Love.

If Thou Art Something Bring Thy Soul And Interchange With Mine. - Johann Christoph Friedrich Von Schiller.

Emulation Is A Noble And Just Passion, Full Of Appreciation.

Knowledge, The Object Of Knowledge And The Knower Are The Three Factors Which Motivate Action; The Senses, The Work And The Doer Comprise The Threefold Basis Of Action.

What Is The Short Meaning Of The Long Speech?

If You Have Never Seen Beauty In A Moment Of Suffering, You Have Never Seen Beauty At All. If You Have Never Seen Joy In A Beautiful Face, You Have Never Seen Joy At All.

It Is Easy To Give Advice From A Port Of Safety.

As Inclination Changes, Thus Ebbs And Flows The Unstable Tide Of Public Judgment.

It Is Not The Mere Station Of Life That Stamps The Value On Us, But The Manner In Which We Act Our Part.

In The Society, Where People Are Just Parts In A Larger Machine, Individuals Are Unable To Develop Fully.

Physical Beauty Is The Sign Of An Interior Beauty, A Spiritual And Moral Beauty Which Is The Basis, The Principle, And The Unity Of The Beautiful.

Many A Smiling Face Hides A Mourning Heart; But Grief Alone Teaches Us What We Are.

Have Faith. Where'er Thy Bark Is Driven, - The Calm's Disport, The Tempest's Mirth, - Know This: God Rules The Hosts Of Heaven, The Habitants Of Earth.

Fate Always Wins, For Our Own Heart Within Us Imperiously Furthers Its Designs.

Regarded In Isolation, An Idea May Be Quite Insignificant, And Venturesome In The Extreme, But It May Acquire Importance From An Idea Which Follows It; Perhaps, In A Certain Collocation With Other Ideas, Which May Seem Equally Absurd, It May Be Capable Of Furnishing A Very Serviceable Link.

Without A Home Must The Soldier Go, A Changeful Wanderer, And Can Warm Himself At No Home-lit Hearth.

A Noble Heart Will Always Capitulate To Reason.

Why Should I Deem Myself To Be A Chisel, When I Could Be The Artist?

As Freely As The Firmament Embraces The World, Or The Sun Pours Forth Impartially His Beams, So Mercy Must Encircle Both Friend And Foe.

If The Art Of Gardening Is At Last To Turn Back From Her Extravagances And Rest With Her Other Sisters, It Is, Above Everything, Necessary To Have Clearly Before You What You Require . . . It Is Certainly Tasteless And Inconsistent To Desire To Encompass The World With A Garden-wall, But Very Practicable And Reasonable To Make A Garden . . . Into A Characteristic Whole To The Eye, Heart, And Nderstanding Alike.

The Great Happiness Of Life, I Find, After All, To Consist In The Regular Discharge Of Some Mechanical Duty.

Peace Is Rarely Denied To The Peaceful.

I Know That We Often Tremble At An Empty Terror; Yet The False Fancy Brings A Real Misery.

O Who Knows What Slumbers In The Background Of The Times?

What Shall He Fear That Does Not Fear Death.

Will It, And Set To Work Briskly.

An Axe At Home Saves Hiring A Carpenter.

Where There Is Much Freedom There Is Much Error.

His Saying Was: Live And Let Live.

Live And Let Live

You Saw His Weakness, And He Will Never Forgive You.

It May Here Be Justly Said, That Genuine Morality Is Preserved Only In The School Of Adversity, And A State Of Continuous Prosperity May Easily Prove A Quicksand To Virtue.

Even Weak Men When United Are Powerful.

The Very Plants Turn With A Joyful Transport To The Light.

Nothing, It Is True, Is More Common Than For Both Science And Art To Pay Homage To The Spirit Of The Age, And For Creative Taste To Accept The Law Of Critical Taste.

What The Inner Voice Says Will Not Disappoint The Hoping Soul.

Foster The Beautiful, And Every Hour Thou Tallest New Flowers To Birth.

When The Gods Were More Manlike, Men Were More Godlike.

Intellect--brain Force.

But How Is The Artist To Protect Himself Against The Corruption Of The Age Which Besets Him On All Sides?

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

Egotism Erects Its Center In Itself; Love Places It Out Of Itself In The Axis Of The Universal Whole. Love Aims At Unity, Egotism At Solitude. Love Is The Citizen Ruler Of A Flourishing Republic, Egotism Is A Despot In A Devastated Creation. Egotism Sows For Gratitude, Love For The Ungrateful. Love Gives, Egotism Lends; And Love Does This Before The Throne Of Judicial Truth, Indifferent If For The Enjoyment Of The Following Moment, Or With The View To A Martyr's Crown--indifferent Whether The Reward Is In This Life Or In The Next.

Joy Is The Mainspring In The Whole Of Endless Nature's Calm Rotation. Joy Moves The Dazzling Wheels That Roll In The Great Time-piece Of Creation.

If You Would Attain To Your Highest, Go Look Upon A Flower;what The Flower Does Willessly, That Do Willingly.

In The Case Of A Creative Mind, It Seems To Me, The Intellect Has Withdrawn Its Watchers From The Gates, And The Ideas Rush In Pell-mell And Only Then Does It Review And Inspect The Multitudes.

Nothing Leads To Good That Is Not Natural.

He, That Noble Prize Possessing He That Boasts A Friend That's True, He Whom Woman's Love Is Blessing, Let Him Join The Chorus Too!

No Greater Grief Than To Remember Days Of Gladness When Sorrow Is At Hand.

Every True Genius Is Bound To Be Naive.

Chains Of Iron Or Of Silk-both Are Chains.

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

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

The Mountain Cannot Frighten One Who Was Born On It.

Glory To Women! They Weave And Entwine Heavenly Roses Into An Earthly Life.

Time Consecrates; And What Is Gray With Age Becomes Religion.

As Freely As The Firmament Embraces The World, So Mercy Must Encircle Friend And Foe. The Sun Poursforth Impartially His Beams Through All The Regions Of Infinity; Heaven Bestows The Dew Equally On Every Thirsty Plant. Whatever Is Good And Comes From On High Is Universal And Without Reserve: But In The Heart's Recesses Darkness Dwells.

Have Hope. Though Clouds Environs Now, And Gladness Hides Her Face In Scorn, Put Thou The Shadow From Thy Brow, - No Night But Hath Its Morn.

Historians Are Prophets With Their Face Turned Backward.

Even The Weak Become Strong When They Are United.

Far Must Thy Researches Go Wouldst Thou Learn The World To Know; Thou Must Tempt The Dark Abyss Wouldst Thou Prove What Being Is; Naught But Firmness Gains The Prize, Naught But Fullness Makes Us Wise, Buried Deep Truth E'er Lies.

It Does Not Prove A Thing To Be Right Because The Majority Say It Is So.

Youth Covets; Let Not This Covetousness Seduce You.

On The Mountains There Is Freedom! The World Is Perfect Everywhere, Save Where Man Comes With His Torment.

A Beautiful Soul Has No Other Merit Than Its Own Existence.

I Am Called The Richest Monarch In The Christian World; The Sun In My Dominion Never Sets.

The Greeks Put Us To Shame Not Only By Their Simplicity, Which Is Foreign To Our Age; They Are At The Same Time Our Rivals, Nay, Frequently Our Models, In Those Very Points Of Superiority From Which We Seek Comfort When Regretting The Unnatural Character Of Our Manners. We See That Remarkable People Uniting At Once Fullness Of Form And Fullness Of Substance, Both Philosophising And Creating, Both Tender And Energetic, Uniting A Youthful Fancy To The Virility Of Reason In A Glorious Humanity.

Forgiveness Is The Divinest Of Victories.

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

Who Dares Nothing, Need Hope For Nothing.

Seraphs Share With Thee Knowledge; But Art, O Man, Is Thine Alone!

Revenge Is Barren Of Itself: It Is The Dreadful Food It Feeds On; Its Delight Is Murder, And Its End Is Despair.

Even Now, Nature Is The Only Flame, On Which The Poetic Spirit Feeds; From It Alone It Draws All Its Power, To It Alone It Speaks Even In The Artificial, In The Man Engaged In Culture.

The Painter Is, As To The Execution Of His Work, A Mechanic; But As To His Conception And Spirit And Design He Is Hardly Below Even The Poet.

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

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.

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

Everlastingly Chained To A Single Little Fragment Of The Whole, Man Himself Develops Into Nothing But A Fragment; Everlastingly In His Ear The Monotonous Sound Of The Wheel That He Turns, He Never Develops The Harmony Of His Being, And Instead Of Putting The Stamp Of Humanity Upon His Own Nature, He Becomes Nothing More Than The Imprint Of His Occupation Or Of His Specialized Knowledge.

Lose Not Yourself In A Far Off Time, Seize The Moment That Is Thine.

Focus And Concentration

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

To Know Thyself--in Others Self-concern; Would'st Thou Know Others? Read Thyself--and Learn!

The Gentlest Man Cannot Live In Peace If It Does Not Please His Wicked Neighbor.

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