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At All Times It Has Not Been The Age, But Individuals Alone, Who Have Worked For Knowledge. It Was The Age Which Put Socrates To Death By Poison, The Age Which Burnt Huss. The Ages Have Always Remained Alike.

-Johann Wolfgang Von Goethe

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At All Times It Has Not Been The Age, But Individuals Alone, Who Have Worked For Knowledge. It Was The Age Which Put Socrates To Death By Poison, The Age Which Burnt Huss. The Ages Have Always Remained Alike.

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He Who Knows No Foreign Languages Knows Nothing Of His Own.

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Man Usually Believes, If Only Words He Hears, That Also With Them Goes Material For Thinking. [ger., Gewohnlich Glaubt Der Mensch, Wenn Er Nur Worte Hort, Es Musse Sich Dabei Doch Auch Was Denken.]

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The Intelligent Man Finds Almost Everything Ridiculous, The Sensible Man Hardly Anything.

Let Mental Culture Go On Advancing, Let The Natural Sciences Progress In Even Greater Extent And Depth, And The Human Mind Widen Itself As Much As It Desires: Beyond The Elevation And Moral Culture Of Christianity, As It Shines Forth In The Gospels, It Will Not Go.

Names Are But Noise And Smoke, Obscuring Heavenly Light.

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Secrecy Has Many Advantages, For When You Tell Someone The Purpose Of Any Object Right Away, They Often Think There Is Nothing To It.

People May Live As Much Retired From The World As They Please; But Sooner Or Later, Before They Are Aware, They Will Find Themselves Debtor Or Creditor To Somebody.

Thank God When He Lays A Burden On Thee, And Thank Him When He Takes It Off.

Take Life Too Seriously, And What Is It Worth? If The Morning Wake Us To No New Joys, If The Evening Bring Us Not The Hope Of New Pleasure, Is It Worthwhile To Dress And Undress?

If You Live Criticizing People, You Won't Have Time To Love Them.

When Nature Begins To Reveal Her Open Secret To A Man, He Feels An Irresistible Longing For Her Worthiest Interpreter, Art.

Sameness Leaves Us In Peace But It Is Contradiction That Makes Us Productive.

There Is No Patriotic Art And No Patriotic Science.

If One Doesn't Know One's Own Country, One Doesn't Have Standards For Foreign Countries.

The Credit Of Advancing Science Has Always Been Due To Individuals And Never To The Age.

The Soul That Sees Beauty May Sometimes Walk Alone.

No One As Ever Completed Their Apprenticeship.

It Is Quite Beyond Me How Anyone Can Believe God Speaks To Us In Books And Stories. If The World Does Not Directly Reveal To Us Our Relationship To It, If Our Hearts Fail To Tell Us What We Owe Ourselves And Others, We Shall Assuredly Not Learn It From Books, Which Are At Best Designed But To Give Names To Our Errors.

Time Is A Strange Thing. It Is A Whimsical Tyrant, Which In Every Century Has A Different Face For All That One Says And Does.

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Girls We Love For What They Are; Young Men For What They Promise To Be.

The Summit Charms Us, The Steps To It Do Not; With The Heights Before Our Eyes, We Like To Linger In The Plain. It Is Only A Part Of Art That Can Be Taught; But The Artist Needs The Whole. He Who Is Only Half Instructed Speaks Much And Is Always Wrong; Who Knows It Wholly Is Content With Acting And Speaks Seldom Or Late.

Enjoy What Thou Has Inherited From Thy Sires If Thou Wouldn't Really Possess It. What We Employ And Use Is Never An Oppressive Burden; What The Moment Brings Forth, That Only Can It Profit By.

Deeply Earnest And Thoughtful People Stand On Shaky Footing With The Public.

Make The Most Of Time, It Flies Away So Fast; Yet Method Will Teach You To Win Time.

Every Day We Should Hear At Least One Little Song, Read One Good Poem, See One Exquisite Picture, And, If Possible, Speak A Few Sensible Words.

It Is Delivery That Makes The Orators Success.

The Miller Believes That All The Wheat Grows So That His Mill Keeps Running.

Why Should We Not Recognize In The Lightning, The Thunder, And The Storm Wind, The Approach Of An Overwhelming Power, And In The Scent Of Flowers And The Gently Rustling Zephyr The Presence Of A Being Full Of Love?

If You Don't Know Foreign Languages, You Don't Know Anything About Your Own.

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We Can Most Safely Achieve Truly Universal Tolerance When We Respect That Which Is Characteristic In The Individual And In Nations, Clinging, Though, To The Conviction That The Truly Meritorious Is Unique By Belonging To All Of Mankind.

The Poet Should Seize The Particular, And He Should, If There Be Anything Sound In It, Thus Represent The Universal.

Energy Will Do Anything That Can Be Done In The World; And No Talents, No Circumstances, No Opportunities Will Make A Two-legged Animal A Man Without It.

Our Wishes Are Presentiments Of The Abilities That Lie In Us, Harbingers Of What We Will Be Able To Accomplish.

Mountains Cannot Be Surmounted Except By Winding Paths.

The Thought Of Death Leaves Me In Perfect Peace, For I Have A Firm Conviction That Our Spirit Is A Being Of Indestructible Nature; It Works On From Eternity To Eternity, It Is Like The Sun, Which Though It Seems To Set To Our Mortal Eyes, Does Not Really Set, But Shines On Perpetually.

I Am The Spirit That Negates. And Rightly So, For All That Comes To Be Deserves To Perish Wretchedly; 'twere Better Nothing Would Begin. Thus Everything That That Your Terms, Sin, Destruction, Evil Represent— That Is My Proper Element.

My Inheritance How Lordly Wide And Fair; Time Is My Fair Seed-field, To Time I'm Heir.

If I Say To The Moment: 'stay Now! You Are So Beautiful'!

The Coward Only Threatens When He Is Safe.

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The Useful May Be Trusted To Further Itself, For Many Produce It And No One Can Do Without It; But The Beautiful Must Be Specially Encouraged, For Few Can Present It, While Yet All Have Need Of It.

The Thinking Person Has The Strange Characteristic To Like To Create A Fantasy In The Place Of The Unsolved Problem, A Fantasy That Stays With The Person Even When The Problem Has Been Solved And Truth Made Its Appearance.

To Be Active Is The Primary Vocation Of Man.

Until One Is Committed, There Is Hesitancy, The Chance To Draw Back, Always Ineffectiveness. Concerning All Acts Of Initiation - Creation - There Is One Elementary Truth, The Ignorance Of Which Kills Countless Ideas And Splendid Plans.

The Dignity Of Art Probably Appears Most Eminently With Music Since It Does Not Have Any Material That Needs To Be Discounted. Music Is All Form And Content And Elevates And Ennobles Everything That It Expresses.

Dauer In Wechsel. Duration In Change.

Mere Curiosity Adds Wings To Every Step.

Some Books Seem To Have Been Written, Not To Teach Us Anything, But To Let Us Know That The Author Has Known Something.

Nothing Is Worse Than Active Ignorance.

While Man's Desires And Aspirations Stir He Cannot Choose But Err.

He Who Has A Task To Perform Must Know How To Take Sides, Or He Is Quite Unworthy Of It.

Flowers Are The Beautiful Hieroglyphics Of Nature With Which She Indicates How Much She Loves Us.

But When All Is Said, The Greatest Art Is To Limit And Isolate Oneself.

It Is Always A Sign Of An Unproductive Time When It Concerns Itself With Petty And Technical Aspects [in Philology], And Likewiseit Is A Sign Of An Unproductive Person To Pursue Such Trifles.

Yet Through Delivery Orators Succeed, I Feel That I Am Far Behind Indeed.

What You Can Do, Or Think You Can, Begin It.

Decision Making

Whatever Liberates Our Spirit, Without Also Giving Us Mastery Over Ourselves, Is Destructive.

We Are Forced To Participate In The Games Of Life Before We Can Possibly Learn How To Use The Options In The Rules Governing Them.

How Happy He Who Can Still Hope To Lift Himself From This Sea Of Error! What We Know Not, That We Are Anxious To Possess, And Cannot Use What We Know.

And We Went Our Separate Ways Without Having Understood Each Other. As In This World Nobody Understands The Other Easily.

Ah! My Poor Brain Is Racked And Crazed, My Spirit And Senses Amazed!

Modern Poets Add A Lot Of Water To Their Ink.

Boldness Has Power, Magic And Genius In It.

All Beginnings Are Delightful; The Threshold Is The Place To Pause.

Thou Tremblest Before Anticipated Ills, And Still Bemoanest What Thou Never Losest.

How Can We Know Ourselves? Never By Reflection, But Only Through Action. Begin At Once To Do Your Duty And Immediately You Will Know What Is Inside You.

The Sickness Of The Heart Is Most Easily Got Rid Of By Complaining And Soothing Confidence.

Faith Is A Homely, Private Capital; As There Are Public Savings-banks And Poor Funds, Out Of Which In Times Of Want We Can Relieve The Necessities Of Individuals, So Here The Faithful Take Their Coin In Peace.

Whatever Necessity Lays Upon Thee, Endure; Whatever She Commands, Do.

The Force Of A Language Does Not Consist Of Rejecting What Is Foreign But Of Swallowing It.

Mathematicians Are Like Frenchmen: Whatever You Say To Them They Translate Into Their Own Language And Forthwith It Is Something Entirely Different.

If You Want A Wise Answer, Ask A Reasonable Question.

Questions And Answers

The Most Congenial Social Occasions Are Those Ruled By Cheerful Deference Of Each For All.

Those Who Make Use Of Devotion As A Means And End Generally Are Hypocrites.

The Highest Problem Of Any Art Is To Cause By Appearance The Illusion Of A Higher Reality.

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