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New Inventions Can And Will Be Made; However, Nothing New Can Be Thought Of That Concerns Moral Man. Everything Has Already Been Thought And Said Which At Best We Can Express In Different Forms And Give New Expressions To.

-Johann Wolfgang Von Goethe

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Johann Wolfgang Von Goethe

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New Inventions Can And Will Be Made; However, Nothing New Can Be Thought Of That Concerns Moral Man. Everything Has Already Been Thought And Said Which At Best We Can Express In Different Forms And Give New Expressions To.

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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.

Hope Is The Second Soul Of The Unhappy.

Be Always Resolute With The Present Hour. Every Moment Is Of Infinite Value.

One Must Be Something To Be Able To Do Something.

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A School Of Art Or Of Anything Else Is To Be Looked On As A Single Individual, Who Keeps Talking To Himself For A Hundred Years, And Feels An Extreme Satisfaction With His Own Circle Of Favorite Ideas, Be They Ever So Silly.

The Primal Plant Is Going Be The Strangest Creature In The World, Which Nature Herself Must Envy Me. With This Model And The Key To It, It Will Be Possible To Go On For Ever Inventing Plants And Know That Their Existence Is Logical; That Is To Say, If They Do Not Actually Exist, They Could, For They Are Not The Shadowy Phantoms Of A Vain Imagination, But Possess An Inner Necessity And Truth. The Same Law Will Be Applicable To All Other Living Organisms.

This Being Busied With Thoughts Of Immortality Is For The Noble Classes And Especially For Women With Nothing To Do. A Solid Person, Though, Someone Who Already Intends To Be Something Worthy Here, And Who Therefore Has To Strive Daily, Has To Struggle And Work, Gives The World To Come A Rest.

I Can Promise To Be Sincere, But I Cannot Promise To Be Impartial.

Hold Your Powers Together For Something Good And Let Everything Go That Is For You Without Result And Is Not Suited To You.

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

Who Can Think Wise Or Stupid Things At All That Were Not Thought Already In The Past.

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).

By The Artist's Seizing Any One Object From Nature, That Object No Longer Is Part Of Nature. One Can Go So Far As To Say That Theartist Creates The Object In That Very Moment By Emphasizing Its Significant, Characteristic, And Interesting Aspects Or, Rather, By Adding The Higher Values.

We Always Hope, And In All Things It Is Better To Hope Than To Despair.

Love Can Do Much, But Duty More.

‎it Has Ever Been My Fate To Give Pain To Those Whose Happiness I Should Have Promoted.

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

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

All Men Would Be Masters Of Others, And No Man Is Lord Of Himself.

Talent Is Nurtured In Solitude; Character Is Formed In The Stormy Billows Of The World. [ger., Es Bildet Ein Talent Sich In Der Stille, Sich Ein Charakter In Dem Strom Der Welt.]

Everyone Is Deceived In His Hopes, Cheated In His Expectations.

All Is Born Of Water; All Is Sustained By Water.

Each One Of Us Must Carry Within The Proof Of Immortality, It Cannot Be Given From Outside Of Us. To Be Sure, Everything In Natureis Change But Behind The Change There Is Something Eternal.

Mastery Is Often Taken For Egotism.

We All Of Us Live Upon The Past, And Through The Past We Are Destroyed.

In All Our Academies We Attempt Far Too Much. ... In Earlier Times Lectures Were Delivered Upon Chemistry And Botany As Branches Of Medicine, And The Medical Student Learned Enough Of Them. Now, However, Chemistry And Botany Are Become Sciences Of Themselves, Incapable Of Comprehension By A Hasty Survey, And Each Demanding The Study Of A Whole Life, Yet We Expect The Medical Student To Understand Them. He Who Is Prudent, Accordingly Declines All Distracting Claims Upon His Time, And Limits Himself To A Single Branch And Becomes Expert In One Thing.

No One Is Willing To Believe That Adults Too, Like Children, Wander About This Earth In A Daze And, Like Children, Do Not Know Where They Come From Or Where They Are Going, Act As Rarely As They Do According To Genuine Motives, And Are As Thoroughly Governed As They Are By Biscuits And Cake And The Rod.

When I Make A Mistake Everyone Can See It, But Not When I Lie.

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.

Once You Have Missed The First Buttonhole, You'll Never Manage To Button Up.

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

It Is The Fortunate Who Should Extol Fortune. [ger., Das Gluck Erhebe Billig Der Begluckte.]

The Day Of Fortune Is Like A Harvest Day, We Must Be Busy When The Corn Is Ripe. [ger., Ein Tag Der Gunst Ist Wie Ein Tag Der Ernte, Man Muss Geschaftig Sein Sobald Sie Reift.]

The Worst Is That The Very Hardest Thinking Will Not Bring Thoughts. They Must Come Like Good Children Of God And Cry, "here We Are." You Expend Effort And Energy Thinking Hard. Then, After You Have Given Up, They Come Sauntering In With Their Hands In Their Pockets. If The Effort Had Not Been Made To Open The Door, However, Who Knows When They Could Have Come.

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

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?

Superstition Is The Poesy Of Practical Life; Hence, A Poet Is None The Worse For Being Superstitious.

I Will Be Lord Over Myself.

There Is Nothing Insignificant In The World. It All Depends On How One Looks At It.

Insignificant Things

He Is A Man Whom It Is Impossible To Please, Because He Is Never Pleased With Himself.

True Works Of Art Contain Their Own Theory And Give Us The Measurement According To Which We Should Judge Them.

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

The World Remains Ever The Same.

My Worthy Friend, Gray Are All Theories And Green Alone Life's Golden Tree.

There Are But Few Who Have Ideas And Are, At The Same Time, Capable Of Action. Ideas Enlarge But Stymie, Action Enlivens But Confines.

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.

In Art It's Not The Thinking That Does The Job, But Making.

Wealth And Speed Are What The World Admires, What Each Pursues. Railways, Express Mails, Steamships And Every Possible Facility For Communications Are The Achievement In Which The Civilized World View And Revels, Only To Languish In Mediocrity By That Very Fact. Indeed, The Effect Of This Diffusion Is To Spread The Culture Of The Mediocre.

Plants And Flowers Of The Commonest Kind Can Form A Pleasing Diary, Because Nothing Which Calls Back To Us The Remembrance Of A Happy Moment Can Be Insignificant.

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.

Napoleon Affords Us An Example Of The Danger Of Elevating One's Self To The Absolute, And Sacrificing Everything To The Carrying Out Of An Idea.

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Money Lost, Something Lost. Honor Lost, Much Lost. Courage Lost, Everything Lost-better You Were Never Born

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

I Wish The Stage Were As Narrow As The Wire Of A Tighrope Dancer So That No Incompetent Would Dare Step Upon It.

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.

My Counsel Is, To Force Nothing, And Rather To Trifle And Sleep Away All Unproductive Days And Hours, Than On Such Days To Compose Something That Will Afterwards Give No Pleasure.

Wind Is The Loving Wooer Of Waters; Wind Blends Together Billows All-foaming. Spirit Of Man, Thou Art Like Unto Water! Fortune Of Man, Thou Art Like Unto Wind!

No Sacred Fane Requires Us To Submit To Insult.

The Smallest Hair Throws Its Shadow. [ger., Das Kleinste Harr Wirft Seinen Schatten.]

Boldness Has Power, Magic And Genius In It.

Power Is Neither Male Nor Female.

I Have Possessed That Heart, That Noble Soul, In Whose Presence I Seemed To Be More Than I Really Was, Because I Was All That I Could Be.

The Mob Has Nothing To Lose, Everything To Gain.

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One Spares Old People Just As One Spares Children.

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

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Waste Not A Day In Vain Digression; With Resolute, Courageous Trust Seek Every Possible Impression And Make It Firmly Your Posession You'll Then Work On Because You Must.

That Which Thy Fathers Have Bequeathed To Thee, Earn It Anew If Thou Wouldst Possess It.

You Can Easily Judge The Character Of A Man By How He Treats Those Who Can Do Nothing For Him.

Certain Faults Are Necessary To The Individual If He Is To Exist.

Nothing Is Worth More Than This Day. You Cannot Relive Yesterday. Tomorrow Is Still Beyond Your Reach.

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.

He Who Possesses Art And Science Has Religion; He Who Does Not Possess Them, Needs Religion.

Would You Require A Wretched Being, Whose Life Is Slowly Wasting Under A Lingering Disease, To Despatch Himself At Once By The Stroke Of A Dagger? Does Not The Very Disorder Which Consumes His Strength Deprive Him Of The Courage To Effect His Deliverance?

Where The Light Is Brightest, The Shadows Are Deepest.

It Is A Great Pleasure To Transport One's-self Into The Spirit Of The Times; To See How A Wise Man Has Thought Before Us, And To What A Glorious Height We Have At Last Carried It.

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.

Are We Not Also Married To Conscience Which We Would Love To Get Rid Of Often Enough Since It Is More Bothersome Than A Man Or A Woman Ever Could Become?

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

We Eagerly Get Hold Of A Law That Serves As A Weapon To Our Passions.

A Talent Is Formed In Stillness, A Character In The World's Torrent.

Human Life Runs Its Course In The Metamorphosis Between Receiving And Giving.

If You Must Tell Me Your Opinions, Tell Me What You Believe In. I Have Plenty Of Doubts Of My Own.

Life Belongs To The Living, And He Who Lives Must Be Prepared For Changes.

Any Trifle Is Enough To Entertain Two Lovers.

The Person Born With A Talent They Are Meant To Use Will Find Their Greatest Happiness In Using It.

The World Only Goes Forward Because Of Those Who Oppose It.

What A Mighty Spirit In A Narrow Bosom. [ger., Welch' Hoher Geist In Einer Engen Brust.]

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

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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.

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

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.

Poor Fool! In Whose Petty Estimation All Things Are Little.

Few Are Open To Conviction, But The Majority Of Men Are Open To Persuasion

A Well-bred Carriage Is Difficult To Imitate; For In Strictness It Is Negative, And It Implies A Long-continued Previous Training.

Mountains Cannot Be Surmounted Except By Winding Paths.

Certain Defects Are Necessary For The Existence Of Individuality.

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

Dream No Small Dreams For They Have No Power To Move The Hearts Of Men.

One Cannot Develop Taste From What Is Of Average Quality But Only From The Very Best.

We Find From Experience That Yellow Excites A Warm And Agreeable Impression.... The Eye Is Gladdened, The Heart Expanded And Cheered, A Glow Seems At Once To Breathe Toward Us.

And Those Whom Once My Song Had Cheered And Gladdened, If Still They Live, Rove Through The World Now Saddened.

It Is In The Half Fools And The Half Wise That The Greatest Danger Lies.

Action Has Magic, Grace And Power In It.

Man Cannot Persist Long In A Conscious State, He Must Throw Himself Back Into The Unconscious, For His Root Lives There.

A Distracted Existence Leads Us To No Goal

I Am Certain That I Have Been Here As I Am Now A Thousand Times Before, And I Hope To Return A Thousand Times.

All Things Are Only Transitory.

The Artist Alone Sees Spirits. But After He Has Told Of Their Appearing To Him, Everybody Sees Them.

Most Men, Even The Most Accomplished, Are Of Limited Faculties; Every One Sets A Value On Certain Qualities In Himself And Others: These Alone He Is Willing To Favour, These Alone Will He Have Cultivated.

Our Destiny Often Looks Like A Fruit-tree In Winter. Who Would Think From Its Pitiable Aspect That Those Rigid Boughs, Those Rough Twigs Could Next Spring Again Be Green, Bloom, And Even Bear Fruit? Yet We Hope It, We Know It.

Nothing Is True, But That Which Is Simple.

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

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.

One Can't Dull A Project Better Than By Discussing It Repeatedly.

Do Not Hurry; Do Not Rest.

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

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

After All, Poets Shouldn't Be Their Own Interpreters And Shouldn't Carefully Dissect Their Poems Into Everyday Prose; That Would Mean The End Of Being Poets. Poets Send Their Creations Into The World, It Is Up To The Reader, The Aesthetician, And The Critic To Determine What They Wanted To Say With Their Creations.

Everything In The World May Be Endured Except Continual Prosperity.

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

Do Not, I Beg You, Look For Anything Behind Phenomena. They Are Themselves Their Own Lesson.

In Praising Or Loving A Child, We Love And Praise Not That Which Is, But That Which We Hope For.

If Each One Does Their Duty As An Individual And If Each One Works In Their Own Proper Vocation, It Will Be Right With The Whole.

I Will Listen To Anyone's Convictions, But Pray Keep Your Doubts To Yourself.

It Is Said, That No One Is A Hero To Their Butler. The Reason Is, That It Requires A Hero To Recognize A Hero. The Butler, However, Will Probably Know Well How To Estimate His Equals.

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

Good Children's Literature Appeals Not Only To The Child In The Adult, But To The Adult In The Child.

When Two Men Quarrel, Who Owns The Cooler Head Is The More To Blame.

If It Is The Greatest Truth That You Seek, The Plants Can Direct You.

The Clever Reader Who Is Capable Or Reading Between These Lines What Does Not Stand Written In Them But Is Nevertheless Implied Will Be Able To Form Some Conception.

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

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

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.

The Ground That A Good Man Treads Is Hallowed.

What One Doesn't Understand One Doesn't Possess.

We Will Burn That Bridge When We Come To It.

You Must Be Either The Servant Or The Master, The Hammer Or The Anvil.

If We Meet Someone Who Owes Us A Debt Of Gratitude, We Remember The Fact At Once. How Often We Can Meet Someone To Whom We Owe A Debt Of Gratitude Without Thinking About It At All!

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.]

He Who Can Not Learn To Love Must Flatter.

Truth Is Contrary To Our Nature, Not So Error, And This For A Very Simple Reason: Truth Demands That We Should Recognize Ourselves As Limited, Error Flatters Us That, In One Way Or Another, We Are Unlimited.

Our Passions Are True Phoenixes; As The Old Burn Out The New Straight Rise Up From The Ashes.

I Don't Know A Greater Advantage, Than To Appreciate The Worth Of An Enemy.

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

Keep Not Standing Fixed And Rooted. Briskly Venture, Briskly Roam.

Life Is Too Short To Drink Bad Wine.

Life Is Too Short

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?

No One Would Talk Much In Society If They Knew How Often They Misunderstood Others.

The Greatest Evil That Can Befall Man Is That He Should Come To Think Ill Of Himself.

What Reason Would Grope For In Vain, Spontaneous Impulse Ofttimes Achieves At A Stroke, With Light And Pleasureful Guidance.

People Of Uncommon Abilities Generally Fall Into Eccentricities When Their Sphere Of Life Is Not Adequate To Their Abilities.

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

No Skill Or Art Is Needed To Grow Old; The Trick Is To Endure It.

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

Yes, I Have Finally Arrived To This Capital Of The World! I Now See All The Dreams Of My Youth Coming To Life... Only In Rome Is It Possible To Understand Rome.

Neither Art Thou The Man To Catch The Fiend And Hold Him! [ger., Du Bist Noch Nicht Der Mann Den Teufel Festzuhalten.

Don't Dissipate Your Powers; Strive To Concentrate Them. Genius Thinks It Can Do Whatever It Sees Others Doing, But It Will Surely Repent Of Every Ill-judged Outlay.

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

The World Is So Empty If One Thinks Only Of Mountains, Rivers And Cities; But To Know Someone Who Thinks And Feels With Us, And Who, Though Distant, Is Close To Us In Spirit, This Makes The Earth For Us An Inhabited Garden.

The Deed Is Everything, The Glory Is Naught.

The Sum Which Two Married People Owe To One Another Defies Calculation. It Is An Infinite Debt, Which Can Only Be Discharged Through All Eternity.

Cursed Mammon Be, When He With Treasures To Restless Action Spurs Our Fate! Cursed When For Soft, Indulgent Leisures, He Lays For Us The Pillows Straight.

I Am Proud Of My Heart Alone, It Is The Sole Source Of Everything, All Our Strenght, Happiness & Misery. All The Knowledge I Possess Everyone Else Can Acquire, But My Heart Is All My Own

A Noble Soul Alone Can Noble Souls Attract; And Knows Alone, As Ye, To Hold Them.

Not Art And Science Only, But Patience Will Be Required For The Work.

Art And Science

Say What You Will Of Fortitude, But Show Me The Man Who Can Patiently Endure The Laughter Of Fools When They Have Obtained An Advantage Over Him. 'tis Only When Their Nonsense Is Without Foundation That One Can Suffer It Without Complaint.

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

There Is No Crime Of Which I Do Not Deem Myself Capable.

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

Pity On The Person Who Has Become Accustomed To Seeing In Necessity Something Arbitrary, Who Ascribes To The Arbitrary Some Sort Of Reason, And Even Claims That Following That Sort Of Reason Has Religious Value.

Only The Heart Without A Stain Knows Perfect Ease. [ger., Ganz Unbefleckt Geniesst Sich Nur Das Herz.]

He Who Does Not Stretch Himself According To The Coverlet Finds His Feet Uncovered.

Why Go Further And Further, Look, Happiness Is Right Here. Learn How To Grab Hold Of Luck, For Luck Is Always There.

The Works Of Lavoisier And His Associates Operated Upon Many Of Us At That Time Like The Sun's Rising After A Night Of Moonshine: But Chemistry Is Now Betrothed To The Mathematics, And Is In Consequence Grown Somewhat Shy Of Her Former Admirers.

Nature Knows No Pause In Progress And Development, And Attaches Her Curse On All Inaction.

Nature! We Are Enveloped And Embraced By Her, Incapable Of Emerging From Her And Incapable Of Entering Her More Deeply. Unbidden And Unwarned, She Receives Us Into The Circuits Of Her Dance, Drifting Onward With Us Herself, Until We Grow Tired And Drop From Her Arms.

Where Confidence Is Wanting, The Most Beautiful Flower In The Garland Of Love Is Missing.

The Affairs Of The World Are No More Than So Much Trickery, And A Man Who Toils For Money Or Honour Or Whatever Else In Deference To The Wishes Of Others, Rather Than Because His Own Desire Or Needs Lead Him To Do So, Will Always Be A Fool.

Superstition Belongs To The Essence Of Mankind And Takes Refuge, When One Thinks One Has Suppressed It Completely, In The Strangest Nooks And Crannies; Once It Is Safely Ensconced There, It Suddenly Reappears.

There Is A Courtesy Of The Heart; It Is Allied To Love. From Its Springs The Purest Courtesy In The Outward Behavior.

The Mortal Race Is Far Too Weak Not To Grow Dizzy On Unwonted Brights. [ger., Das Sterbliche Geschlecht Ist Viel Zu Schwach In Ungewohnter Hohe Nicht Zu Schwindeln.]

Each Indecision Brings Its Own Delays And Days Are Lost Lamenting Over Lost Days... What You Can Do Or Think You Can Do, Begin It. For Boldness Has Magic, Power, And Genius In It.

We Don't Get To Know People When They Come To Us; We Must Go To Them To Find Out What They Are Like.

The Evil One Has Left, The Evil Ones Remain. [ger., Den Bosen Sind Sie Los, Die Bosen Sind Geblieben.]

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