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Courage And Modesty Are The Most Unequivocal Of Virtues, For They Are Of A Kind That Hypocrisy Cannot Imitate; They Too Have This Quality In Common, That They Are Expressed By The Same Color.

-Johann Wolfgang Von Goethe

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Johann Wolfgang Von Goethe

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Courage And Modesty Are The Most Unequivocal Of Virtues, For They Are Of A Kind That Hypocrisy Cannot Imitate; They Too Have This Quality In Common, That They Are Expressed By The Same Color.

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No Limit, No Definition, May Restrict The Range Or Depth Of The Human Spirit's Passage Into Its Own Secrets Or The World's.

Art Is In Itself Noble; That Is Why The Artist Has No Fear Of What Is Common. This, Indeed, Is Already Ennobled When He Takes It Up.

True Observers Of Nature, Although They May Think Differently, Will Still Agree That Everything That Is, Everything That Is Observable As A Phenomenon, Can Only Exhibit Itself In One Of Two Ways. It Is Either A Primal Polarity That Is Able To Unify, Or It Is A Primal Unity That Is Able To Divide. The Operation Of Nature Consists Of Splitting The United Or Uniting The Divided; This Is The Eternal Movement Of Systole And Diastole Of The Heartbeat, The Inhalation And Exhalation Of The World In Which We Live, Act, And Exist.

Light Has Called Forth One Organ To Become Its Like, And Thus The Eye Is Formed By The Light And For The Light So That The Inner Light May Emerge To Meet The Outer Light.

There Is No Trifling With Nature; It Is Always True, Grave, And Severe; It Is Always In The Light, And The Faults And Errors Fall To Our Share. It Defies Incompetency, But Reveals Its Secrets To The Competent, The Truthful, And The Pure.

There Is No Permanence In Doubt; It Incites The Mind To Closer Inquiry And Experiment, From Which, If Rightly Managed, Certainty Proceeds, And In This Alone Can Man Find Thorough Satisfaction.

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

Ill-humor Is Nothing More Than An Inward Feeling Of Our Own Want Of Merit, A Dissatisfaction With Ourselves Which Is Always United With An Envy That Foolish Vanity Excites.

It Seems To Never Occur To Fools That Merit And Good Fortune Are Closely United.

If We Examine Every Stage Of Our Lives, We Find That From Our First Breath To Our Last We Are Under The Constraint Of Circumstances. And Yet We Still Possess The Greatest Of All Freedoms, The Power Of Developing Our Innermost Selves In Harmony With The Moral Order Of The Universe, And So Winning Peace Of Heart Whatever Obstacles We Meet.

If The Mass Of People Hesitate To Act, Strike With Swiftly And With Boldness, The Brave Heart That Understands And Seizes Opportunity Can Everything.

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Every Situation--nay, Every Moment--is Of Infinite Worth; For It Is The Representative Of A Whole Eternity.

Stones Are Mute Teachers; They Silence The Observer, And The Most Valuable Lesson We Learn From Them We Cannot Communicate.

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Our Friends Show Us What We Can Do; Our Enemies Teach Us What We Must Do.

A State Of Affairs Which Leads To Daily Vexation Is Not The Right State.

We Are The Slaves Of Objects Around Us, And Appear Little Or Important According As These Contract Or Give Us Room To Expand.

Our Foibles Are Really What Make Us Lovable.

Man's Highest Merit Always Is, As Much As Possible, To Rule External Circumstances And As Little As Possible To Let Himself Be Ruled By Them.

Thinking Is More Interesting Than Knowing, But Less Interesting Than Looking.

Whoever Strikes At Marriage Either By Word Or Act Undermines The Foundation Of All Moral Society.

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To Have A Positive Religion Is Not Necessary. To Be In Harmony With Yourself And The Universe Is What Counts, And This Is Possible Without Positive And Specific Formulation In Words.

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We Love A Girl For Very Different Qualities Than Understanding. We Love Her For Her Beauty, Her Youth, Her Mirth, Her Confidingness, Her Character, With Its Faults, Caprices And God Knows What Other Inexpressible Charms; But We Do Not Love Her Understanding.

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But What Is Your Duty? What The Day Demands. [ger., Was Aber Ist Deine Pflicht? Die Forderung Des Tages.]

Each Ten Years Of A Man's Life Has Its Own Fortunes, Its Own Hopes, Its Own Desires.

From Inaccessible Mountain Range By Way Of Desert Untrod By Human Foot To The Ends Of The Unknown Seas, The Breath Of The Everlasting Creative Spirit Is Felt, Rejoicing Over Every Speck Of Dust That Hearkens To It And Lives.

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Gifts Come From Above In Their Own Peculiar Forms.

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Self-love Exaggerates Our Faults As Well As Our Virtues.

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True Happiness Springs From Moderation. [ger., Aus Massigkeit Entspringt Ein Reines Gluck.]

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The Older I Get The More I Trust In The Law According To Which The Rose And The Lily Bloom.

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To Live In A Great Idea Means To Treat The Impossible As Though It Were Possible. It Is Just The Same With A Strong Character; And When An Idea And A Character Meet, Things Arise Which Fill The World With Wonder For Thousands Of Years.

One Must Keep Repeating The Truth.

It Is Not Doing The Thing We Like To Do, But Liking The Thing We Have To Do, That Makes Life Blessed.

To Become Aware In Time When Young Of The Advantages Of Age; To Maintain The Advantages Of Youth In Old Age: Both Are Pure Fortune.

It Is Impossible That Beauty Should Ever Distinctly Appreciate Itself.

A Man Is Really Alive Only When He Delights In The Good-will Of Others.

A Wife Is A Gift Bestowed Upon A Man To Reconcile Him To The Loss Of Paradise.

A Really Great Talent Finds Its Happiness In Execution.

Character - In Things Great And Small - Is Indicated When A Man (or Person) Pursues With Sustained Follow-through What He Feels Himself Capable Of Doing.

Mastery Is Proven Only In Limitation, And Law Alone Can Give Us Freedom.

Who Never Ate His Bread In Sorrow, Who Never Spent The Darksome Hours Weeping, And Watching For The Morrow,- He Knows You Not, Ye Heavenly Powers.

I Let Everyone Follow His Own Bent, That I May Be Free To Follow Mine.

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The Flowers Are Full Of Honey, But Only The Bee Finds Out The Sweetness.

Error Is Acceptable As Long As We Are Young; But One Must Not Drag It Along Into Old Age.

Someday Perhaps The Inner Light Will Shine Forth From Us, And The We'll Need No Other Light.

Even Though The World As A Whole Progresses, Youth Must Always Start Again From The Beginning, And As Individuals Go Through The Epochs Of The World's Culture.

He Who Can Not Learn To Love Must Flatter.

How Circumscribed Is Woman's Destiny!

The Assault Of Our Enemies Is Not Part Of Our Life; It Is Only Part Of Our Experience; We Throw It Off And Guard Ourselves Against It As Against Frost, Storm, Rain, Hail, Or Any Other Of The External Evils Which May Be Expected To Happen.

Everything Factual Is, In A Sense, Theory. The Blue Of The Sky Exhibits The Basic Laws Of Chromatics. There Is No Sense In Looking For Something Behind Phenomena: They Are Theory.

As Man Is, So Is His God. And Thus Is God Oft Strangely Odd.

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The Really Unhappy Person Is The One Who Leaves Undone What They Can Do, And Starts Doing What They Don't Understand; No Wonder They Come To Grief.

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There Are People Who Make No Mistakes Because They Never Wish To Do Anything Worth Doing.

The Best Way To Understand A Painting Is By Drawing It.

Truth Is A Torch, But A Terrific One; Therefore We All Try To Reach It With Closed Eyes, Lest We Should Be Scorched.

Translators Can Be Considered As Busy Matchmakers Who Praise As Extremely Desirable A Half-veiled Beauty. They Arouse An Irresistible Yearning For The Original.

Since Time Is Not A Person We Can Overtake When He Is Gone, Let Us Honor Him With Mirth And Cheerfulness Of Heart While He Is Passing.

Wood Burns Because It Has The Proper Stuff In It; And A Man Becomes Famous Because He Has The Proper Stuff In Him.

Voluntary Dependence Is The Wonderful Form Of Existence, And How Could That Be Possible Without Love?

The History Of Knowledge Is A Great Fugue In Which The Voices Of The Nations One After The Other Emerge.

Even The Lowliest, Provided He Is Whole, Can Be Happy, And In His Own . Way, Perfect.

Taste Is Only To Be Educated By Contemplation, Not Of The Tolerably Good But Of The Truly Excellent. I Therefore Show You Only The Best Works; And When You Are Grounded In These, You Will Have A Standard For The Rest, Which You Will Know How To Value, Without Overrating Them.

The Society Of Women Is The Element Of Good Manners.

Go To Foreign Countries And You Will Get To Know The Good Things One Possesses At Home.

As In Rome There Is, Apart From The Romans, A Population Of Statues, So Apart From This Real World There Is A World Of Illusion, Almost More Potent, In Which Most Men Live.

We Who Didn't Inherit Political Power Nor Are Made To Acquire Riches Like Nothing Better Than That Which Expands And Solidifies The Power Of The Spirit.

The Heights Charm Us, But The Steps Do Not; With The Mountain In Our View We Love To Walk The Plains.

I Hate Every Violent Overthrow, Because As Much Is Destroyed As Is Gained By It.

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A Mind, Once Formed, Is Never Suited After, One Yet In Growth Will Ever Grateful Be. [ger., Wer Fertig Ist, Dem Ist Nichts Recht Zu Machen, Ein Werdender Wird Immer Dankbar Sein.]

Literature Is A Fragment Of A Fragment. Of All That Ever Happened, Or Has Been Said, But A Fraction Has Been Written; And Of This But Little Is Extant.

Beauty Is At Once The Ultimate Principle And The Highest Aim Of Art.

Perfection Is The Measure Of Heaven, And The Wish To Be Perfect The Measure Of Man.

The Trouble Is Small, The Fun Is Great. [ger., Die Muh'ist Klein, Der Spass Ist Gross.]

Nothing Is More Odious Than The Majority, For It Consists Of A Few Powerful Leaders, A Certain Number Of Accommodating Scoundrels And Submissive Weaklings, And A Mass Of Men Who Trot After Them Without Thinking, Or Knowing Their Own Minds.

Such Is The Frailty Of Man That Even Where He Makes The Truest And Most Forcible Impression In The Memory, In The Heart Of His Beloved, There Also He Must Perish.

What We Do Not Understand We Do Not Possess.

A Man's Errors Are What Make Him Amiable.

Wisdom Is Found Only In Truth.

Shakespeare Is Dangerous To Young Poets; They Cannot But Reproduce Him, While They Fancy That They Produce Themselves.

Hatred Is Active, And Envy Passive Dislike; There Is But One Step From Envy To Hate.

We Are Our Own Devils; We Drive Ourselves Out Of Our Edens.

The Rabble Also Vent Their Rage In Words. [ger., Es Macht Das Volk Sich Auch Mit Worten Lust.]

The Proper Place For Liberality Is In The Realm Of The Emotions.

The New Vulcanism Is Really A Daring Attempt To Connect The Present, Incomprehensible World To A Past, Unknown One.

The Person Who In Shaky Times Also Wavers Only Increases The Evil, But The Person Of Firm Decision Fashions The Universe.

Profoundness, Genius, Spontaneity, Merit, Nobility, Ingenuity, Voice Propriety, Feeling, Discernment, Sensibility, Good Taste, Great Tone, Rightness, Courtliness, Vivacity, Boldness, Style, Freshness, Harmony, Perfection, Imagination, Purity, Correctness. The Greatest Writer Of All Times. God's Most Astonishing Creation.

Hatred Is Something Peculiar. You Will Always Find It Strongest And Most Violent Where There Is The Lowest Degree Of Culture.

We Learn To Treasure What Is Above This Earth; We Long For Revelation, Which Nowhere Burns More Purely And More Beautifully Than In The New Testament.

Mankind? That Is An Abstraction. There Have Always Been And Always Will Be Only Individuals.

The Phrases That Men Hear Or Repeat Continually, End By Becoming Convictions And Ossify The Organs Of Intelligence.

As All Nature's Thousands Changes But One Changeless God Proclaim; So In Art's Wide Kingdom Ranges One Sole Meaning Still The Same: This Is Truth, Eternal Reason, Which From Beauty Takes Its Dress, And Serene Through Time And Season Stands Aye In Loveliness.

Don't Feel Guilty If You Don't Immediately Love Your Stepchildren As You Do Your Own, Or As Much As You Think You Should. Everyoneneeds Time To Adjust To The New Family, Adults Included. There Is No Such Thing As An "instant Parent." Actually, No Concrete Object Lies Outside Of The Poetic Sphere As Long As The Poet Knows How To Use The Object Properly.

He Who Does Not Think Much Of Himself Is Much More Esteemed Than He Imagines.

The Unnatural, That Too Is Natural.

Poetry Is The Universal Possession Of Mankind, Revealing Itself Everywhere, And At All Times, In Hundreds And Hundreds Of Men.

Two Souls, Alas, Are Housed Within My Breast, And Each Will Wrestle For The Mastery There.

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