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I Had Toward The Poetic Art A Peculiar Relation Which Was Only Practical After I Had Cherished In My Mind For A Long Time A Subject Which Possessed Me, A Model Which Inspired Me, A Predecessor Who Attracted Me, Until At Length, After I Had Molded It

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I Had Toward The

Johann Wolfgang Von Goethe

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I Had Toward The Poetic Art A Peculiar Relation Which Was Only Practical After I Had Cherished In My Mind For A Long Time A Subject Which Possessed Me, A Model Which Inspired Me, A Predecessor Who Attracted Me, Until At Length, After I Had Molded It

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To Tremble Before Anticipated Evils Is To Bemoan What Thou Hast Never Lost.

One Criticizes The English For Carrying Their Teapots Wherever They Go, Even Lugging Them Up Mount Etna. But Doesn't Every Nationhave Its Teapot, In Which, Even When Traveling, It Brews The Dried Bundles Of Herbs Brought From Home?

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All Truths Are Old, And All That We Have To Do Is Recognize And Utter Them Anew.

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In The Colored Reflection We Have Life.

Alas, I Have Studied Philosophy, The Law As Well As Medicine, And To My Sorrow, Theology; Studied Them Well With Ardent Zeal, Yet Here I Am, A Wretched Fool, No Wiser Than I Was Before.

When I Consider The Narrow Limits Within Which Our Active And Inquiring Faculties Are Confined; When I See How All Our Energies Are Wasted In Providing For Mere Necessities, Which Again Have No Further End Than To Prolong A Wretched Existence; And Then That All Our Satisfaction Concerning Certain Subjects Of Investigation Ends In Nothing Better Than A Passive Resignation... When I Consider All This... I Am Silent.

I Have Come To The Frightening Conclusion That I Am The Decisive Element. It Is My Personal Approach That Creates The Climate.

The Most Difficult Thing Is What Is Thought To Be The Simplest; To Really See The Things Which Are Before Your Eyes.

There Is No Outward Sign Of True Courtesy That Does Not Rest On A Deep Moral Foundation.

There Are People Who Pay Attention To The Weaknesses Of Their Friends; That Is To No Avail. I Have Always Closely Watched And Profited From The Strengths Of My Adversaries.

He Who Cannot Love Must Learn To Flatter.

Well-mannered Children Could Be Conceived If The Parents Were Well-mannered.

All Theory, Dear Friend, Is Gray, But The Golden Tree Of Life Springs Ever Green.

You Must Either Conquer And Rule Or Serve And Lose, Suffer Or Triumph, Be The Anvil Or The Hammer.

Thou Art In The End What Thou Art. Put On Wigs With Millions Of Curls, Set Thy Foot Upon Ell-high Rocks. Thou Abidest Ever--what Thou Art.

All Understanding Begins In Wonder!

Paternity Is Based Anyhow Only Upon Conviction: I Am Convinced, Therefore, I Am The Father.

Men In A State Of Nature, Uncivilized Nations, Children, Have A Great Fondness For Colors In Their Utmost Brightness, And Especially For Yellow-red.

I Have Never Looked At Foreign Countries Or Gone There But With The Purpose Of Getting To Know The General Human Qualities That Are Spread All Over The Earth In Very Different Forms, And Then To Find These Qualities Again In My Own Country And To Recognize And To Further Them.

In Happy Ignorance, I Sighed For A World I Did Not Know, Where I Hoped To Find Every Pleasure And Enjoyment Which My Heart Could Desire; And Now, On My Return From That Wide World... How Many Disappointed Hopes And Unsuccessful Plans Have I Brought Back!

Were The Eye Not Of The Sun, How Could We Behold The Light? If God's Might And Ours Were Not As One, How Could His Work Enchant Our Sight?

I Wish The Crowd To Feel Itself Well Treated, Especially Since It Lives And Lets Me Live.

Mediocrity Has No Greater Consolation Than In The Thought That Genius Is Not Immortal.

Do People Conform To The Instructions Of Us Old Ones? Each Thinks He Must Know Best About Himself, And Thus Many Are Lost Entirely.

If The Word Is Not Dead When It Reaches The Hearer, He Murders It At Once By A Contradiction, A Stipulation, A Condition, A Digression, An Interruption, And All The Thousand Tricks Of Conversation.

The People Who Are Absent Are The Ideal; Those Who Are Present Seem To Be Quite Commonplace.

We Must Not Hope To Be Mowers, And To Gather The Ripe Gold Ears, Unless We Have First Been Sowers And Water The Furrows With Tears. It Is Not Just As We Take It, This Mystical World Of Ours, Life's Field Will Yield As We Make It A Harvest Of Thorns Or Of Flowers.

People Who Think Honestly And Deeply Have A Hostile Attitude Towards The Public.

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

Letters Are Among The Most Significant Memorial A Person Can Leave Behind Them.

However Often We Turn To It [the Koran] At First Disgusting Us Each Time Afresh, It Soon Attracts, Astounds, And In The End Enforces Our Reverence. . . . Its Style, In Accordance With Its Contents And Aim Is Stern, Grand, Terrible - Ever And Anon Truly Sublime - Thus This Book Will Go On Exercising Through All Ages A Most Potent Influence.

I Will Say With Lorenzo De Medici That Those Who Do Not Hope For Another Life Are Always Dead To This One.

One's Roused By This, Another Finds That Fit: Each Loves The Play For What He Brings To It.

With Knowledge Comes More Doubt.

Behavior Is A Mirror In Which Every One Shows His Image. [ger., Das Betragen Ist Ein Spiegel In Welchem Jeder Sein Bild Zeigt.]

What Is Not Started Today Is Never Finished Tomorrow.

Hypotheses Are The Scaffolds Which Are Erected In Front Of A Building And Removedd When The Building Is Completed. They Are Indispensable To The Worker; But The Worker Must Not Mistake The Scaffolding For The Building.

For A Brave Man Deserves A Well-endowed Girl. [ger., Denn Ein Wackerer Mann Verdient Ein Begutertes Madchen.]

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

Personality Is Everything In Art And Poetry.

English Plays, Atrocious In Content, Absurd In Form, Objectionable In Action, Execrable Englishtheatre.

All That Is Alive Tends Toward Color, Individuality, Specificity, Effectiveness And Opacity. All That Is Done With Life Inclines Toward Knowledge, Abstraction, Generality Transfiguration And Transparency.

No Two Men See The World Exactly Alike, And Different Temperaments Will Apply In Different Ways A Principle That They Both Acknowledge.

The World Of Reason Is To Be Regarded As A Great And Immortal Being, Who Ceaselessly Works Out What Is Necessary, And So Makes Himself Lord Also Over What Is Accidental.

The Eye Doesn't See Any Shapes, It Sees Only What Is Differentiated Through Light And Dark Or Through Colors.

Wild Dreams Torment Me As I Lie. And Though A God Lives In My Heart, Though All My Power Waken At His Word, Though He Can Move My Every Inmost Part - Yet Nothing In The Outer World Is Stirred. Thus By Existence Tortured And Oppressed I Crave For Death, I Long For Rest.

For The Butterfly, Mating And Propagation Involve The Sacrifice Of Life, For The Human Being, The Sacrifice Of Beauty.

The Whole Art Of Living Consists In Giving Up Existence In Order To Exist.

Collectors Are Happy People.

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

The Soul Is Indestructible And Its Activity Will Continue Through Eternity. It Is Like The Sun, Which, To Our Eyes, Seems To Set At Night; But It Has In Reality Only Gone To Diffuse Its Light Elsewhere.

Daily Life Is More Instructive Than The Most Effective Book.

For Many People, One Of The Most Frustrating Aspects Of Life Is Not Being Able To Understand Other People's Behavior.

There Is No Patriotic Art.

A Useless Life Is An Early Death.

Art Is A Mediator Of The Unspeakable.

The Art Of Governing Is A Great Metier, Requiring The Whole Man, And It Is Therefore Not Well For A Ruler To Have Too Strong Tendencies For Other Affairs.

No One As Ever Completed Their Apprenticeship.

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

This Is The Highest Wisdom That I Own; Freedom And Life Are Earned By Those Alone Who Conquer Them Each Day Anew.

Where A Man Has A Passion For Meditating Without The Capacity Of Thinking, A Particular Idea Fixes Itself Fast, And Soon Creates A Mental Disease.

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

The True, Prescriptive Artist Strives After Artistic Truth; The Lawless Artist, Following Blind Instinct, After An Appearance Of Naturalness. The One Leads To The Highest Peaks Of Art, The Other To Its Lowest Depths.

Reason Can Never Be Popular. Passions And Feelings May Become Popular, But Reason Will Always Remain The Sole Property Of A Few Eminent Individuals.

Nothing Tells More About The Character Of A Man Than The Things He Makes Fun Of.

To Think Is Easy. To Act Is Hard. But The Hardest Thing In The World Is To Act In Accordance With Your Thinking.

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The Rogue Has Everywhere The Advantage.

To Blow Is Not To Play On The Flute; You Must Move The Fingers. [ger., Blasen Ist Nicht Floten, Ihr Musst Die Finger Bewegen.]

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The Art Of Living Rightly Is Like All Arts; It Must Be Learned And Practiced With Incessant Care.

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.

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It Is Not Enough To Take Steps Which May Someday Lead To A Goal; Each Step Must Be Itself A Goal And A Step Likewise.

You'll Never Attain It Unless You Know The Feeling.

Nothing Is More Fearful Than Imagination Without Taste.

The Suffering May Be Moral Or Physical; And In My Opinion It Is Just As Absurd To Call A Man A Coward Who Destroys Himself, As To Call A Man A Coward Who Dies Of A Malignant Fever.

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

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If I Accept You As You Are, I Will Make You Worse; However, If I Treat You As Though You Are What You Are Capable Of Becoming, I Help You Become That.

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

There Are Two Things Children Should Get From Their Parents: Roots And Wings.

The Desire To Explain What Is Simple By What Is Complex, What Is Easy By What Is Difficult, Is A Calamity.

Wouldst Thou Ever Roam Abroad? See, What Is Good Lies By Thy Side. Only Learn To Catch Happiness, For Happiness Is Ever By You.

Only Law Can Give Us Freedom.

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

You Accuse A Woman Of Wavering Affections, But Don't Blame Her; She Is Just Looking For A Consistent Man.

Some Of Our Weaknesses Are Born In Us, Others Are The Result Of Education; It Is A Question Which Of The Two Gives Us Most Trouble.

The Man With Insight Enough To Admit His Limitations Comes Nearest To Perfection.

Lay Hold Of Life With Both Hands, Whenever Thou Mayest Seize It, It Is Interesting.

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.

Death Is A Commingling Of Eternity With Time; In The Death Of A Good Man, Eternity Is Seen Looking Through Time.

Certain Flaws Are Necessary For The Whole. It Would Seem Strange If Old Friends Lacked Certain Quirks.

I Examine My Own Being, And Find There A World, But A World Rather Of Imagination And Dim Desires, Than Of Distinctness And Living Power. Then Everything Swims Before My Senses, And I Smile And Dream While Pursuing My Way Through The World.

To Appear At Church Every Sunday; To Look Down Upon, And Let Himself Be Looked At For An Hour By The Congregation, Is The Best Means Of Becoming Popular Which Can Be Recommended To A Young Sovereign.

All One Needs To Do Is Declare Oneself Free And One Will Immediately Feel Dependent. If You Dare To Declare Yourself Dependent, You Feel Independent.

Truth Must Be Repeated Again And Again, Because Error Is Constantly Being Preached Round About.

Again And Again

Beware Of Her Fair Hair, For She Excels All Women In The Magic Of Her Locks; And When She Winds Them Round A Young Man's Neck, She Will Not Ever Set Him Free Again.

What Is Part Of You, You Cannot Get Rid Of, Even If You Were To Throw It Away.

People Always Fancy That We Must Become Old To Become Wise; But, In Truth, As Years Advance, It Is Hard To Keep Ourselves As Wise As We Were.

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.

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.]

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.

Choose Well. Your Choice Is Brief, And Yet Endless.

On The Pinnacle Of Success Man Does Not Stand Firm Long.

Truth Has To Be Repeated Constantly, Because Error Also Is Being Preached All The Time, And Not Just By A Few, But By The Multitude. In The Press And Encyclopaedias, In Schools And Universities, Everywhere Error Holds Sway, Feeling Happy And Comfortable In The Knowledge Of Having Majority On Its Side.

The Hero Draws Inspiration From The Virtue Of His Ancestors.

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

When We Treat Man As He Is, We Make Him Worse Than He Is; When We Treat Him As If He Already Were What He Potentially Could Be, We Make Him What He Should Be.

Man Would Not Be The Finest Creature In The World If He Were Not Too Fine For It.

Rest Not Life Is Sweeping By Go And Dare Before You Die. Something Mighty And Sublime, Leave Behind To Conquer Time.

Woman Is Mistress Of The Art Of Completely Imbittering The Life Of The Person On Whom She Depends.

Master And Doctor Are My Titles; For Ten Years Now, Without Repose, I Held My Erudite Recitals And Led My Pupils By The Nose.

The Brilliant Passes, Like The Dew At Morn; The True Endures, For Ages Yet Unborn.

Human Life-everybody Lives It, But Only To A Few Is It Known.

Happy Is It, Indeed, For Me That My Heart Is Capable Of Feeling The Same Simple And Innocent Pleasure As The Peasant Whose Table Is Covered With Food Of His Own Rearing, And Who Not Only Enjoys His Meal, But Remembers With Delight The Happy Days And Sunny Mornings When He Planted It, The Soft Evenings When He Watered It, And The Pleasure He Experienced In Watching Its Daily Growth.

Unrest And Uncertainty Are Our Lot.

It Is As Certain As It Is Strange That Truth And Error Come From One And The Same Source. Thus It Is That We Are Often Not At Liberty To Do Violence To Error, Because At The Same Time We Do Violence To Truth.

At The Moment Of Commitment The Entire Universe Conspires To Assist You.

As Long As You Are Not Aware Of The Continual Law Of Die And Be Again, You Are Merely A Vague Guest On A Dark Earth.

Love, Whose Power Youth Feels, Is Not Suitable For The Elderly, Just As Little As Anything That Presupposes Productivity. It Is Rare That Productivity Lasts Through The Years.

If I Work Incessantly To The Last, Nature Owes Me Another Form Of Existence When The Present One Collapses.

Whoever Wishes To Keep A Secret Must Hide The Fact That He Possesses One.

Keeping Secrets

Who Are You Then?" "i Am Part Of That Power Which Eternally Wills Evil And Eternally Works Good.

It Is In Human Nature To Relax, When Not Compelled By Personal Advantage Or Disadvantage.

I Have So Much In Me, And The Feeling For Her Absorbs It All; I Have So Much, And Without Her It All Comes To Nothing.

Unrequited Love

The Unnatural, That Too Is Natural.

But Who Will Dare To Speak The Truth Out Clear? The Few Who Anything Of Truth Have Learned, And Foolishly Did Not Keep Truth Concealed, Their Thoughts And Visions To The Common Herd Revealed, Since Time Began We've Crucified And Burned

Blood Is A Juice Of Rarest Quality. [ger., Blut Ist Ein Ganz Beondrer Saft.]

How Many Years You Have To Keep On Doing, Until You Know What To Do And How To Do!

On Every Mountain Height Is Rest.

The Fate Of The Architect Is The Strangest Of All. How Often He Expends His Whole Soul, His Whole Heart And Passion, To Produce Buildings Into Which He Himself May Never Enter.

Every Reader, If He Has A Strong Mind, Reads Himself Into The Book, And Amalgamates His Thoughts With Those Of The Author.

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

As Long As You Don't Practice It, This Dying And Becoming, You Are Only A Dreary Guest On This Dark Earth.

The One Who Acts Is Always Without Conscience; Nobody Has A Conscience But The Contemplative Person.

He Who Enjoys Doing And Enjoys What He Has Done Is Happy.

Boldness Has Power, Magic And Genius In It.

It Is Much Easier To Meet With Error Than To Find Truth; Error Is On The Surface, And Can Be More Easily Met With; Truth Is Hid In Great Depths, The Way To Seek Does Not Appear To All The World.

Every Individual Who Is Not Creative Has A Negative, Narrow, Exclusive Taste And Succeeds In Depriving Creative Being Of Its Energy And Life.

One Alone Does Not Help, But Rather He Who Unites With Many At The Right Moment.

It Is In Vain That A Man Of Sound Mind And Cool Temper Understands The Condition Of Such A Wretched Being... He Can No More Communicate His Own Wisdom To Him Than A Healthy Man Can Instil His Strength Into The Invalid By Whose Bedside He Is Seated.

What By A Straight Path Cannot Be Reached By Crooked Ways Is Never Won.

Is It Life, I Ask, Is It Even Prudence, To Bore Thyself And Bore The Students?

Nature Is, After All, The Only Book That Offers Important Content On Every Page.

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

The Confidant Of My Vices Is My Master, Though He Were My Valet.

One Should Not Search For Anything Behind The Phenomena. They Themselves Are The Message.

None Are More Hopelessly Enslaved Than Those Who Falsely Believe They Are Free.

Piety Is Not An End, But A Means: A Means Of Attaining The Highest Culture By The Purest Tranquility Of Soul. Hence It May Be Observed That Those Who Set Up Piety As An End And Object Are Mostly Hypocrites.

No Wonder We Are All More Or Less Pleased With Mediocrity, Since It Leaves Us At Rest, And Gives The Same Comfortable Feeling As When One Associates With His Equals.

The World Of Empirical Morality Consists For The Most Part Of Nothing But Ill Will And Envy.

A Man's Name Is Not Like A Mantle Which Merely Hangs About Him...but A Perfectly Fitting Garment, Which, Like The Skin, Has Grown Over Him, At Which One Cannot Rake And Scrape Without Injuring The Man Himself.

I Laugh At My Heart, And Do Its Will

Every Man Must Form Himself As A Particular Being, Seeking, However, To Attain That General Idea Of Which All Mankind Are Constituents.

To Act Is Easy, To Think Is Hard; To Act According To Our Thought Is Troublesome.

Rash, Inexperienced Youth Holds Itself A Chosen Instrument, And Allows Itself Unbounded License.

Everything In The World May Be Endured Except Continual Prosperity.

The Whole History Of The Christian Church Is A Mixture Of Errors And Violence.

A Vain Man Can Never Be Altogether Rude. Desirous As He Is Of Pleasing, He Fashions His Manners After Those Of Others.

If You Want Someone To Develop A Specific Trait, Treat Them As Though They Already Had It.

Some People Spend The Day In Complaining Of A Headache, And The Night In Drinking The Wine That Gives It.

Superstition Is A Part Of The Very Being Of Humanity; And When We Fancy That We Are Banishing It Altogether, It Takes Refuge In The Strangest Nooks And Corners, And Then Suddenly Comes Forth Again, As Soon As It Believes Itself At All Safe.

Reality Surpasses Imagination; And We See, Breathing, Brightening, And Moving Before Our Eyes Sights Dearer To Our Hearts Than Any We Ever Beheld In The Land Of Sleep.

Difficulties Increase The Nearer We Get To The Goal.

Happy Contractedness Of Youth, Nay, Of Mankind In General, That They Think Neither Of The High Nor The Deep, Of The True Nor The False, But Only Of What Is Suited To Their Own Conceptions.

Idea And Experience Will Never Coincide In The Center; Only Through Art And Action Are They United.

Doesn't Surprise Me That Christ Our Lord Preferred To Live With Whores And Sinners, Seeing I Go In For That Myself.

The Man Who Masters Himself Is Delivered From The Force That Binds All Creatures.

We Are So Constituted That We Believe The Most Incredible Things; And, Once They Are Engraved Upon The Memory, Woe To Him Who Would Endeavor To Erase Them.

There Is Nothing More Frightful Than For A Teacher To Know Only What His Scholars Are Intended To Know.

Man... Knows Only When He Is Satisfied And When He Suffers, And Only His Sufferings And His Satisfactions Instruct Him Concerning Himself, Teach Him What To Seek And What To Avoid. For The Rest, Man Is A Confused Creature; He Knows Not Whence He Comes Or Whither He Goes, He Knows Little Of The World, And Above All, He Knows Little Of Himself.

Our Modern Wars Make Many Unhappy While They Last And None Happy When They Are Over.

Nothing Shows A Man's Character More Than What He Laughs At.

If You Lay Duties Upon People And Give Them No Rights, You Must Pay Them Well.

Everything That Frees Our Spirit Without Giving Us Control Of Ourselves Is Ruinous.

The Errors Of The Observer Come From The Qualities Of The Human Mind.

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

Children, Love One Another, And If That Is Not Possible-at Least Try To Put Up With One Another.

Love One Another

The Longer I Live, The More It Grieves Me To See Man, Who Occupies His Supreme Place For The Very Purpose Of Imposing His Will Upon Nature, And Freeing Himself And His From An Outrageous Necessity--to See Him Taken Up With Some False Notion, And Doing Just The Opposite Of What He Wants To Do; And Then, Because The Whole Bent Of His Mind Is Spoilt, Bungling Miserably Over Everything.

If There Is Confusion In Your Head And In Your Heart, What More Do You Want! A Man Who No Longer Loves And No Longer Errs Should Have Himself Buried Straight Away.

When Toward The Devil's Hose We Tread, Woman's A Thousand Steps Behind. [ger., Denn Geht Es Zu Des Bosen Haus Das Weib Hat Tausend Schritt Voraus.]

A Vain Man Can Never Be Utterly Ruthless: He Wants To Win Applause And Therefore He Accommodates Himself To Others

There Are Men Who Never Err, Because They Never Propose Anything Rational.

We Often Feel That We Lack Something, And Seem To See That Very Quality In Someone Else, Promptly Attributing All Our Own Qualities To Him Too, And A Kind Of Ideal Contentment As Well. And So The Happy Mortal Is A Model Of Complete Perfection--which We Have Ourselves Created.

Sometimes Our Fate Resembles A Fruit Tree In Winter. Who Would Think That Those Branches Would Turn Green Again And Blossom, But We Hope It, We Know It.

Modern Poets Mix Too Much Water With Their Ink. [ger., Neuere Poeten Thun Viel Wasser In Die Tinte.]

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

First Let A Man Teach Himself, And Then He Will Be Taught By Others.

Noble Be Man, Helpful And Good! For That Alone Sets Him Apart From Every Other Creature On Earth.

To Understand One Thing Well Is Better Than Understanding Many Things By Halves.

Thou Shalt Abstain, Renounce, Refrain.

Over All The Mountain Tops Is Peace.

It Is Only Necessary To Grow Old To Become More Charitable And Even Indulgent. I See No Fault Committed By Others That I Have Not Committed Myself.

There Are Two Things Parents Should Give Their Children Roots And Wings. Roots To Give Them Bearing And A Sense Of Belonging, But Also Wings To Help Free Them From Constraints And Prejudices And Give Them Other Ways To Travel (or Rather, To Fly).

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