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If A Good Person Does You Wrong, Act As Though You Had Not Noticed It. If We Practice And Eye For An Eye And A Tooth For A Tooth, Soon The Wholeworld Will Be Blind And Toothless.

-Johann Wolfgang Von Goethe

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Johann Wolfgang Von Goethe

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If A Good Person Does You Wrong, Act As Though You Had Not Noticed It. If We Practice And Eye For An Eye And A Tooth For A Tooth, Soon The Wholeworld Will Be Blind And Toothless.

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Each Has His Own Happiness In His Hands, As The Artist Handles The Rude Clay He Seeks To Reshape It Into A Figure; Yet It Is The Same With This Art As With All Others: Only The Capacity For It Is Innate; The Art Itself Must Be Learned And Painstakingly Practiced.

He Who Does Not See The Whole World In His Friends, Does Not Deserve That The World Should Hear Of Him.

When Two People Are Really Happy About One Another One Can Generally Assume They Are Mistaken.

We Are Surrounded By Abysses, But The Greatest Of All Depths Is In Our Own Heart, And An Irresistible Leaning Leads Us There. Draw Thyself From Thyself!

Woe To Him Who Would Ascribe Something Like Reason To Chance, And Make A Religion Of Surrendering To It.

Against Great Advantages In Another, There Are No Means Of Defending Ourselves Except Love.

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Everything We Do Has A Result. But That Which Is Right And Prudent Does Not Always Lead To Good, Nor The Contrary To What Is Bad.

One Can Be Instructed In Society, One Is Inspired Only In Solitude.

The Present Is A Powerful Deity. [ger., Die Gegenwart Ist Eine Machtige Gottin.]

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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.

Over All The Mountain Tops Is Peace. In All Treetops You Perceive Scarcely A Breath. The Little Birds In The Forest Are Silent. Wait Then; Soon, You Too, Will Have Peace.

Nature Reacts Not Only To Physical Disease, But Also To Moral Weakness; When The Danger Increases; She Gives Us Greater Courage

Several Classical Sayings That One Likes To Repeat Had Quite A Different Meaning From The Ones Later Times Attributed To Them.

What Is Important In Life Is Life, And Not The Result Of Life.

Don't Say That You Want To Give, But Go Ahead And Give! You'll Never Catch Up With A Mere Hope.

When I Err Every One Can See It, But Not When I Lie. [ger., Wenn Ich Irre Kann Es Jeder Bemerken; Wenn Ich Luge, Nicht.]

The Best Slave Is The One Who Thinks He Is Free.

What Is The True Test Of Character Unless It Be Its Progressive Development In The Bustle And Turmoil, In The Action And Reaction Of Daily Life.

Misunderstandings And Neglect Create More Confusion In This World Than Trickery And Malice. At Any Rate, The Last Two Are Certainly Much Less Frequent.

Every Day I Observe More And More The Folly Of Judging Of Others By Ourselves; And I Have So Much Trouble With Myself, And My Own Heart Is In Such Constant Agitation, That I Am Well Content To Let Others Pursue Their Own Course, If They Only Allow Me The Same Privilege.

Nothing Is More Dangerous Than Solitude.

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

Normally, The Sciences Distance Themselves From Life And The Return To It Via A Detour.

Death Is Nature's Expert Advice To Get Plenty Of Life.

Distrust Those In Whom The Desire To Punish Is Strong.

He Alone Deserves Liberty And Life Who Daily Must Win Them Anew.

And Future Deeds Crowded Round Us As The Countless Stars In The Night. [ger., Und Kunftige Thaten Drangen Wie Die Sterne Rings Um Uns Her Unzahlig Aus Der Nacht.]

My Days Are As Happy As Those Reserved By God For His Elect; And Whatever Be My Fate Hereafter, I Can Never Say That I Have Not Tasted Joy— The Purest Joy Of Life.

One Lives But Once In The World.

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

Time Does Not Relinquish Its Rights, Either Over Human Beings Or Over Mountains.

As For Solitude, I Cannot Understand How Certain People Seek To Lay Claim To Intellectual Stature, Nobility Of Soul And Strength Of Character, Yet Have Not The Slightest Feeling For Seclusion; For Solitude, I Maintain, When Joined With A Quiet Contemplation Of Nature, A Serene And Conscious Faith In Creation And The Creator, And A Few Vexations From Outside Is The Only School For A Mind Of Lofty Endowment.

We Are Pantheists As Natural Scientists, Polytheists As Poets, And Monotheists As Moral Beings.

Character, In Great And Little Things, Means Carrying Through What You Feel Able To Do.

Life Seems So Vulgar, So Easily Content With The Commonplace Things Of Every Day, And Yet It Always Nurses And Cherishes Certain Higher Claims In Secret, And Looks About For The Means Of Satisfying Them.

It Is The Strange Fate Of Man, That Even In The Greatest Of Evils The Fear Of The Worst Continues To Haunt Him.

How Many Kings Are Governed By Their Ministers, How Many Ministers By Their Secretaries? Who, In Such Cases, Is Really The Chief?

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

Reasonable Men Are The Best Dictionaries Of Conversation.

For That Is Love's Nature That It Lays Claim To Exclusive Right And That All Other Claims Are Nil.

What Then Is Your Duty? What The Day Demands.

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

The Artist Who Is Not Also A Craftsman Is No Good; But, Alas, Most Of Our Artists Are Nothing Else.

Every Idea Appears At First As A Strange Visitor, And When It Begins To Be Realized, It Is Hardly Distinguishable From Fantasy.

If A Poet Would Work Politically, He Must Give Himself Up To A Party; And So Soon As He Does That, He Is Lost As A Poet.

If Ever The Divine Appeared On Earth, It Was In The Person Of Christ.

Artists Have A Double Relationship Towards Nature: They Are Her Master And Her Slave At The Same Time. They Are Her Slave In So Far As They Must Work With Means Of This World So As To Be Understood; Her Master In So Far As They Subject These Means To Their Higher Goals And Make Them Subservient To Them.

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

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

How To Please The Public - That's The Test, But Nowadays I Find I'm In A Fix; I Know They're Not Accustomed To The Best, But They've All Read So Much They Know The Tricks. How Can We Give Then Something Fresh And New That's Serious, But Entertaining Too?

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Colors Are Light's Suffering And Joy

Tomorrow Sees Undone, What Happens Not To-day; Still Forward Press, Nor Never Tire! The Possible, With Steadfast Trust, Resolve Should Be By The Forelock Grasp. Then She Will Ne'er Let Go Her Clasp, And Labors On, Because She Must.

Man Is Made By His Belief. As He Believes, So He Is.

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

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Too Rigid Scruples Are Concealed Pride.

We Blame Equally Him Who Is Too Proud To Put A Proper Value On His Own Merit And Him Who Prizes Too Highly His Spurious Worth.

Enthusiasm Is Of The Greatest Value, So Long As We Are Not Carried Away By It.

Every Second Is Of Infinite Value.

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It Is A Maxim Of Wise Government To Treat People Not As They Should Be But As They Actually Are.

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Never By Reflection, But Only By Doing Is Self- Knowledge Possible To One.

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.

Night Is The Other Half Of Life, And The Better Half.

Where I Cannot Be Moral, My Power Is Gone.

It Is The Nature Of Grace Always To Fill Spaces That Have Been Empty.

Zweck Sein Selbst Ist Jegliches Tier. Each Animal Is An End In Itself.

Yet Through Delivery Orators Succeed, I Feel That I Am Far Behind Indeed. [ger., Allein Der Vortrag Macht Des Redners Gluck, Ich Fuhl Es Wohl Noch Bin Ich Weit Zuruck.]

What Is The Freedom Of The Most Free? To Do What Is Right!

Fresh Activity Is The Only Means Of Overcoming Adversity.

Only The Heart Without A Stain Knows Ease.

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When Young, One Is Confident To Be Able To Build Palaces For Mankind, But When The Time Comes One Has One's Hands Full Just To Be Able To Remove Their Trash.

We Gladly Put Antiquity Above Our Age But Not Posterity. Only A Father Doesn't Begrudge His Son's Talent.

Beloved Brother, Let Us Not Forget That Man Can Never Get Away From Himself. [ger., Lass Uns, Geliebter Bruder, Nicht Vergessen, Dass Von Sich Selbst Der Mensch Nicht Scheiden Kann.]

The World Is For Thousands A Freak Show; The Images Flicker Past And Vanish; The Impressions Remain Flat And Unconnected In The Soul. Thus They Are Easily Led By The Opinions Of Others, Are Content To Let Their Impressions Be Shuffled And Rearranged And Evaluated Differently.

The Soul-stirring Image Of Death Is No Bugbear To The Sage, And Is Looked On Without Despair By The Pious. It Teaches The Former To Live, And It Strengthens The Hopes Of The Latter In Salvation In The Midst Of Distress. Death Is New Life To Both.

It Matters Little Whether A Man Be Mathematically Or Philologically Or Artistically Cultivated, So He Be But Cultivated.

I Hate All Bungling As I Do Sin, But Particularly Bungling In Politics, Which Leads To The Misery And Ruin Of Many Thousands And Millions Of People.

The Decline In Literature Indicates A Decline In The Nation. The Two Keep Pace In Their Downward Tendency.

To Make Something You Have To Be Something.

The Threshold Is The Place Of Expectation.

Experiments Are Mediators Between Nature And Idea.

Ignorant Men Raise Questions That Wise Men Answered A Thousand Years Ago.

There Speaks The Man Of Truly Noble Ways, Who Will Not Listen To The Words Of Praise. In Modesty Averse, And With Deaf Ears, He Acts As Though The Others Were His Peers.

We Are Our Own Aptest Deceiver.

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

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

Art Is Constitutive-the Artist Determines Beauty. He Does Not Take It Over.

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.

Great Endowments Often Announce Themselves In Youth In The Form Of Singularity And Awkwardness.

Tis Lilith. Who? Adam's First Wife Is She. Beware The Lure Within Her Lovely Tresses, The Splendid Sole Adornment Of Her Hair; When She Succeeds Therewith A Youth To Snare, Not Soon Again She Frees Him From Her Jesses.

The Loss Of A Much-prized Treasure Is Only Half Felt When We Have Not Regarded Its Tenure As Secure.

Wanted: A Dog That Neither Barks Nor Bites, Eats Broken Glass And Shits Diamonds.

Blood Is A Very Special Juice.

After Fifteen Minutes Nobody Looks At A Rainbow.

Every Bird Has Its Decoy, And Every Man Is Led And Misled In His Own Peculiar Way.

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

Let Us Seek To Fathom Those Things That Are Fathomable And Reserve Those Things Which Are Unfathomable For Reverence In Quietude.

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

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

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

Wishes Are Premonitions Of Abilities.

Gifts Come From Above In Their Own Peculiar Forms. [ger., Die Gaben Kommen Von Oben Herab, In Ihren Eignen Gestalten.]

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

There Is A Politeness Of The Heart; This Is Closely Allied To Love.

Could We Perfect Human Nature, We Might Also Expect A Perfect State Of Things.

Beautiful Is Greater Than Good, For It Includes The Good.

If You Want To Understand Poetry, You Have To Go To Its Origin, If You Want To Understand The Poet, You Have To Go To The Poet's Home.

I Wait For The Morning Of My Tears

Faith Is Like Private Capital, Stored In One's Own House. It Is Like A Public Savings Bank Or Loan Office, From Which Individuals Receive Assistance In Their Days Of Need; But Here The Creditor Quietly Takes His Interest For Himself.

When A Wife Has A Good Husband, It Is Easily Seen On Her Face.

A Word Spoken Is A Terrible Thing When It Suddenly Utters What The Heart Has Long Allowed.

The Senses Do Not Deceive Us, But The Judgment Does.

Oblivion Is Full Of People Who Allow The Opinions Of Others To Overrule Their Belief In Themselves.

True Love Is Love That Stays Constant For Ever, Whatever It's Fortune; Whether Requited Or Scored, Filled Or Sent Empty Away.

Three Things Are To Be Looked To In A Building: That It Stand On The Right Spot; That It Is Securely Founded; That It Be Successfully Executed.

What Men Usually Say Of Misfortunes, That They Never Come Alone, May With Equal Truth Be Said Of Good Fortune; Nay, Of Other Circumstances Which Gather Round Us In A Harmonious Way, Whether It Arise From A Kind Of Fatality, Or That Man Has The Power Of Attracting To Himself Things That Are Mutually Related.

I Consider Him Of No Account Who Esteems Himself Just As The Popular Breath May Chance To Raise Him.

One Of The Most Striking Signs Of The Decay Of Art Is The Intermixing Of Different Genres.

In Politics As On A Sickbed Men Toss From Side To Side In Hope Of Lying More Comfortably.

Thinking Is Easy, Acting Is Difficult, And To Put One's Thoughts Into Action Is The Most Difficult Thing In The World.

What Is The Destiny Of Man, But To Fill Up The Measure Of His Sufferings, And To Drink His Allotted Cup Of Bitterness?

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

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

Few Rash Of Any Modern Nation Have A Proper Sense Of An Aesthetical Whole; They Praise And Blame By Parts; They Are Charmed By Passages. And Who Has Greater Reason To Rejoice In This Than Actors, Since The Stage Is Ever But A Patched And Piecemeal Matter?

A Great Revolution Is Never The Fault Of The People, But Of The Government.

Many Young Painters Would Never Have Taken Their Pencils In Hand If They Could Have Felt, Known, And Understood, Early Enough, What Really Produced A Master Like Raphael.

For Usually People Resist As Long As They Can To Dismiss The Fool They Harbor In Their Bosom, They Resist To Confess A Major Mistake Or To Admit A Truth That Makes Them Despair.

Why Look For Conspiracy When Stupidity Can Explain So Much

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.

Care Is Taken That Trees Do Not Grow Into The Sky. [ger., Es Ist Dafur Gesorgt, Dass Die Baume Nicht In Den Himmel Wachsen.]

Dauer In Wechsel. Duration In Change.

The Society Of Women Is The Element Of Good Manners.

Where The Light Is Brightest, The Shadows Are Deepest.

Begin By Instructing Yourself, Then You Will Receive Instruction From Others.

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

So Long As You Live And Work, You Will Be Misunderstood; To That You Must Resign Yourself Once And For All. Be Silent!

Hope Is The Second Soul Of The Unhappy.

If You Call A Thing Bad You Do Little, If You Call A Thing Good You Do Much

Every Man Bears Something Within Him That, If It Were Publicly Announced, Would Excite Feelings Of Aversion.

The Light Is There, And Colors Surround Us. However, If There Were No Light Nor Colors In Our Own Eye, We Wouldn't Perceive Such Things Outside Of Us.

There Is Nothing More Frightful Than Ignorance In Action.

Unrest And Uncertainty Are Our Lot.

Theories Are Usually The Over-hasty Efforts Of An Impatient Understanding That Would Gladly Be Rid Of Phenomena, And So Puts In Their Place Pictures, Notions, Nay, Often Mere Words.

A Resolution That Is Communicated Is No Longer Within Thy Power; Thy Attentions Become Now The Plaything Of Chance; He Who Would Have His Commands Certainly Carried Out Must Take Man By Surprise.

Energy Will Do Anything That Can Be Done In This World.

The Wealth That Cannot Be Administered Is A Burden.

Divide And Rule, A Sound Motto. Unite And Lead, A Better One.

The Most Happy Man Is He Who Knows How To Bring Into Relation The End And Beginning Of His Life.

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.

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