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

Obedience Is The Christian's Crown.

It Hinders The Creative Work Of The Mind If The Intellect Examines Too Closely The Ideas As They Pour In.

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

If You Want To Study Yourself, Look Into The Hearts Of Other People. If You Want To Study Other People, Look Into Your Own Heart.

The Strong Man Is Strongest When Alone.

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

Truth Suffers No Loss If A Vehement Youth Fails In Finding It, In The Same Way That Virtue And Religion Suffer No Detriment If A Criminal Denies Them.

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

Man Ever Talks, And Man Ever Dreams Of Better Days That Are Yet To Be, After Glittering Goal, That Distant Gleams, Running And Racing Untiringly. The Worldly May Grow Old And Young As It Will, But The Hope Of Man Is Improvement Still. Hope Bears Him Into Life In Her Arms, She Flutters Around The Boy's Young Bloom, The Soul Of Youth With Her Magic Warms, Nor Rests With Age In The Silent Tomb; For Ends Man His Weary Course At The Grave, There Plants He Hope O'er His Ashes To Wave.

Youth Covets; Let Not This Covetousness Seduce You.

For The World Is Only Governed By Self-interest.

Utility Is The Great Idol Of The Age, To Which All Powers Must Do Service And All Talents Swear Allegiance.

Man Only Plays When In The Full Meaning Of The Word He Is A Man, And He Is Only Completely A Man When He Plays.

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

Each State Of The Human Mind Has Some Parable In The Physical Creation By Which It Is Shadowed Forth; Nor Is It Only Artists And Poets, But Even The Most Abstract Thinkers That Have Drawn From This Source. Lively Activity We Name Fire; Time Is A Stream That Rolls On, Sweeping All Before It; Eternity Is A Circle; A Mystery Is Hid In Midnight Gloom, And Truth Dwells In The Sun. Nay, I Begin To Believe That Even The Future Destiny Of The Human Race Is Prefigured In The Dark Oracular Utterances Of Bodily Creation.

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.

Time Flies On Restless Pinions - Constant Never.

Against Stupidity The Very Gods Themselves Contend In Vain.

Not He Who Scorns The Saviour's Yoke Should Wear His Cross Upon The Heart.

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

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.

Where There Is Much Freedom There Is Much Error.

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.

He Cannot Complain Of A Hard Sentence, Who Is Made Master Of His Own Fate.

If Yon Wish To Be Like The Gods On Earth, To Be Free In The Realms Of The Dead, Pluck Not The Fruit From The Garden! In Appearance It May Glisten To The Eye; But The Perishable Pleasure Of Possession Quickly Avenges The Curse Of Curiosity.

Accursed Be He Who Plays With The Devil.

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

His Saying Was: Live And Let Live.

Live And Let Live

Fear Of Death Is Worse Than Dying.

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

The Voice Of The Majority Is No Proof Of Justice.

Libertarian Party

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

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

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

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

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

He That Is Overcautious Will Accomplish Little.

Wine Invents Nothing; It Only Tattles.

The Universe Is A Thought Of God.

When You Are Not Happy With Your Life, Always Think That Someone Is Happy Simply Because You Exist

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

Deeper Meaning Resides In The Fairy Tales Told To Me In My Childhood Than In The Truth That Is Taught By Life.

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

To Rankling Poison Hast Thou Turned In Me The Milk Of Human Kindness.

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

Sorrows Must Die With The Joys They Outnumber.

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

A Gloomy Guest Fits Not A Wedding Feast.

Let No One Despair, Even Though In The Darkest Night The Last Star Of Hope May Disappear.

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

A Noble Heart Will Always Capitulate To Reason.

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

False Fancy Brings Real Misery.

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

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

Stubbornness Is Not Firmness.

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

Don't Let Your Heart Depend On Things That Ornament Life In A Fleeting Way! He Who Possesses, Let Him Learn To Lose, He Who Is Fortunate, Let Him Learn Pain.

A Noble Soul Spreads Even Over A Face In Which The Architectonic Beauty Is Wanting An Irresistible Grace, And A Often Even Triumphs Over The Natural Disfavor.

What Is The Short Meaning Of The Long Speech?

Against Stupidity, God Himself Fights In Vain.

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.

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

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.

The Mind Is The Eyesight Of The Soul.

Man, One May Say, Was Never In Such A Completely Animal Condition; But He Has, On The Other Hand, Never Escaped From It.

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

When The Wine Goes In, Strange Things Come Out.

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.

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.

Man Is An Imitative Creature.

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

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

Truth Is More Than A Dream And A Song.

The Dream Is Short, Repentance Long.

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.

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

The Will Of Man Is His Happiness.

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

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It Is Only Through The Morning Gate Of The Beautiful That You Can Penetrate Into The Realm Of Knowledge. That Which We Feel Here As Beauty We Shall One Day Know As Truth.

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.

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

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

Obedience Decks The Christian Most.

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

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

Focus And Concentration

Art Is Difficult, Transient Is Her Reward.

Weep, For The Light Is Dead.

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

Innocence Has A Friend In Heaven.

The First Great Law Is To Obey.

We, We Live! Ours Are The Hours, And The Living Have Their Claims.

Did You Think The Lion Was Sleeping Because He Didn't Roar?

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

It Is Play And Only Play That Makes Man Complete.

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

Around, Around, Companions All, Take Your Ground, And Name The Bell With Joy Profound! Concordia Is The Word We've Found Most Meet To Express The Harmonious Sound, That Calls To Those In Friendship Bound.

One Can Give Advice Comfortably From A Safe Port.

While The Womanly God Demands Our Veneration, The Godlike Woman Kindles Our Love; But While We Allow Ourselves To Melt In The Celestial Loveliness, The Celestial Self-sufficiency Holds Us Back In Awe.

Futurity Is Impregnable To Mortal Ken: No Prayer Pierces Through Heaven's Adamantine Walls. Whether The Birds Fly Right Or Left, Whatever Be The Aspect Of The Stars, The Book Of Nature Is A Maze, Dreams Are A Lie, And Every Sign A Falsehood.

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

Appearance Rules The World.

Deaf Rage That Hears No Leader.

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

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

O God, How Lovely Still Is Life!

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

Truth Lives On In The Midst Of Deception.

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

Day's Lustrous Eyes Grow Heavy In Sweet Death.

Opposition Always Inflames The Enthusiast, Never Converts Him.

Let Him That Sows The Serpent's Teeth Not Hope To Reap A Joyous Harvest. Every Crime Has, In The Moment Of Its Perpetration, Its Own Avenging Angel,--dark Misgivings At The Inmost Heart.

Anyone Taken As An Individual Is Tolerably Sensible And Reasonable - As A Member Of A Crowd, He At Once Becomes A Blockhead.

Wouldst Thou Know Thyself, Observe The Actions Of Others. Wouldst Thou Other Men Know, Look Thou Within Thine Own Heart.

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.

What Reason, Like The Careful Ant, Draws Laboriously Together, The Wind Of Accident Sometimes Collects In A Moment.

Life Is Earnest, Art Is Gay.

Freedom Exists Only With Power.

Happy He Who Learns To Bear What He Cannot Change.

You Make Me Happy

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

Pain Is Short, And Joy Is Eternal.

The Victor Is Often Vanquished By His Own Success.

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.

The Moor Has Done His Work, The Moor May Go.

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

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.

I Speak With The Eternal Through The Instrument Of Nature, Through The World's History: I Read The Soul Of The Artist In His Apollo.

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

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

Man Is Never So Authentically Himself As When At Play.

Spring Flies, And With It All The Train It Leads; And Flowers, In Fading, Leave Us But Their Seeds.

Nothing Leads To Good That Is Not Natural.

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

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

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

I Am My Own Heaven And Hell!

We Must Bear What Heaven Sends.

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.

Fate Hath No Voice But The Heart's Impulse.

Whatever Is Not Forbidden Is Permitted.

We Are Too Prone To Find Fault; Let Us Look For Some Of The Perfections.

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

The Iron Chain And The Silken Cord Are Both Equally Bonds.

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.

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

Honor Women! They Entwine And Weave Heavenly Roses In Our Earthly Life.

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

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

Stern Is The Visage Of Necessity.

Speech Is Always Bolder Than Action.

There Is A Nobility In The World Of Manners.

Dare To Be Wrong And To Dream.

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

Every True Genius Is Bound To Be Naive.

Have Love. Not Love Alone For One, But Man As Man They Brother Call; And Scatter Like The Circling Sun Thy Charities On All.

What Shall He Fear That Does Not Fear Death.

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.

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.

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

Forgiveness Is The Divinest Of Victories.

Even In A Righteous Cause Force Is A Fearful Thing.

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.

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.

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.

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

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.

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

Toil Of Science Swells The Wealth Of Art.

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

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

Gray Hairs Are Death's Blossoms.

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

An Honest Man You May Form Of Windle-straws, But To Make A Rogue You Must Have Grist.

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

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

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

I Feel An Army In My Fist.

Many A Crown Shines Spotless Now That Yet Was Deeply Sullied In The Winning.

No Doubt The Artist Is The Child Of His Time; But Woe To Him If He Is Also Its Disciple, Or Even Its Favorite.

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.

A Deep Meaning Often Lies In Old Customs.

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

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

Love Can Sun The Realms Of Night.

The Happy Man Does Not Notice The Flight Of Time.

Votes Should Be Weighed Not Counted.

Even Weak Men When United Are Powerful.

A Brave Man Hazards Life, But Not His Conscience.

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

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

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

Rigor Pushed Too Far Is Sure To Miss Its Aim, However Good, As The Bow Snaps That Is Bent Too Stiffly.

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

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

Intellect--brain Force.

Even The Weak Become Strong When They Are United.

Soon Is The Struggle Past, And To The Earth, To The Eternal Sun, I Render Back These Atoms, Joined In Me For Pain And Pleasure.

The World's History Is The World's Judgment.

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