Background Image

...

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.

-Johann Wolfgang Von Goethe

...

Please Wait....
Translating....

The Worst Is That

Johann Wolfgang Von Goethe

...

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.

Views: 6

Topic

More From Johann Wolfgang Von Goethe

I Reverence The Individual Who Understands Distinctly What He Wishes; Who Unweariedly Advances, Who Knows The Means Conducive To His Object, And Can Seize And Use Them.

The Christian Religion, Though Scattered And Abroad Will In The End Gather Itself Together At The Foot Of The Cross.

If Man Thinks About His Physical Or Moral State He Usually Discovers That He Is Ill.

Nature Has Neither Core Nor Skin: She’s Both At Once Outside And In.

Common Sense Is The Genius Of Humanity.

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

When You Are In Conflict With Someone, There Is One Factor That Can Make The Difference Between Damaging Your Relationship And Deepening It. That Factor Is Attitude. We Don't Get To Know People When They Come To Us; We Must Go To Them To Find Out What They Are Like.

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.

With The Growth Of Knowledge Our Ideas Must From Time To Time Be Organized Afresh. The Change Takes Place Usually In Accordance With New Maxims As They Arise, But It Always Remains Provisional.

I Think That I Am Better Than The People Who Are Trying To Reform Me.

If God Had Wanted Me Otherwise, He Would Have Created Me Otherwise.

First And Last, What Is Demanded Of Genius Is Love Of Truth.

Boldness Has Power, Magic And Genius In It.

Whatever Necessity Lays Upon Thee, Endure; Whatever She Commands, Do.

He Who Only Tastes His Error Will Long Dwell With It, Will Take Delight In It As In A Singular Felicity; While He Who Drains It To The Dregs Will, If He Be Not Crazy, Find It To Be What It Is.

For What One Has In Black And White, One Can Carry Home In Comfort.

Black And White

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.

Confronted By Outstanding Merit, There Is No Way Of Saving One's Ego Except By Love

Like The Star That Shines Afar, Without Haste And Without Rest, Let Each One Wheel With Steady Sway Round The Task That Rules The Day, And Do Their Best.

One Never Learns To Understand Truly Anything But What One Loves.

To A Valet No Man Is A Hero.

When Married One Has To Get Into An Argument Once In A While Since In This Way One Learns About The Other.

Daring Ideas Are Like Chessmen Moved Forward; They May Be Beaten, But They May Start A Winning Game.

Doubt Grows With Knowledge.

As Soon As Any One Belongs To A Narrow Creed In Science, Every Unprejudiced And True Perception Is Gone.

All Sects Seem To Me To Be Right In What They Assert, And Wrong In What They Deny.

I Am The Spirit That Denies.

All Beginnings Are Delightful; The Threshold Is The Place To Pause.

Water Its Living Strength First Shows, When Obstacles Its Course Oppose.

Fools And Wise Men Are Equally Harmless. It Is The Half-fools And Half-wise That Are Dangerous.

The Human Race Is A Monotonous Affair. Most People Spend The Greatest Part Of Their Time Working In Order To Live, And What Little Freedom Remains So Fills Them With Fear That They Seek Out Any And Every Means To Be Rid Of It.

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

Tell Me With Whom You Associate, And I Will Tell You Who You Are.

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

Procrastination

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

For The Nature Of Women Is Closely Allied To Art

Time Is My Estate: To Time I'm Heir.

We Are Shaped And Fashioned By What We Love

There Are Few Who Have At Once Thought And Capacity For Action. Thought Expands, But Lames; Action Animates, But Narrows.

Gray Is The Color Of All Theory

One Man's Word Is No Man's Word; We Should Quietly Hear Both Sides.

The Highest Problem Of Any Art Is To Cause By Appearance The Illusion Of A Higher Reality.

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

Against Criticism A Man Can Neither Protest Nor Defend Himself; He Must Act In Spite Of It, And Then It Will Gradually Yield To Him.

Let's Plunge Ourselves Into The Roar Of Time, The Whirl Of Accident; May Pain And Pleasure, Success And Failure, Shift As They Will -- It's Only Action That Can Make A Man.

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.

People Are Always Talking About Originality; But What Do They Mean? As Soon As We Are Born, The World Begins To Work Upon Us; And This Goes On To The End. And After All, What Can We Call Our Own, Except Energy, Strength, And Will? If I Could Give An Account Of All That I Owe To Great Predecessors And Contemporaries, There Would Be But A Small Balance In My Favor.

With Knowledge Comes More Doubt.

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

What We Don't Understand We Don't Possess.

The Highest Cannot Be Spoken; It Can Only Be Acted.

Men Are So Constituted That Every One Undertakes What He Sees Another Successful In, Whether He Has Aptitude For It Or Not.

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

Who Is The Most Sensible Person? The One Who Finds What Is To Their Own Advantage In All That Happens To Them.

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

Old Age Is Never Honored Among Us, But Only Indulged, As Childhood Is; And Old Men Lose One Of The Most Precious Rights Of Man,--that Of Being Judged By Their Peers.

All Poetry Is Supposed To Be Instructive But In An Unnoticeable Manner; It Is Supposed To Make Us Aware Of What It Would Be Valuable To Instruct Ourselves In; We Must Deduce The Lesson On Our Own, Just As With Life.

The Experiences Show Us Just As We Are; They Make Us See Our Own Defects.

The Eternal Feminine Draws Us On High.

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

When Ideas Fail, Words Come In Very Handy.

It Would Not Be Worth Your While To Reach The Age Of Seventy If All The Wisdom Of The World Were To Be Foolishness Before God.

Neither A Work Of Nature Nor One Of Art We Get To Know When They Have Been Finished; We Must Surprise Them In The Process Of Beingcreated So As To Understand Them To Some Degree.

A Person Hears Only What They Understand.

These Auspicious Aspects, Which The Astrologers Subsequently Interpreted For Me, May Have Been The Causes Of My Preservation.

Every Author In Some Way Portrays Himself In His Works, Even If It Be Against His Will.

What One Has Wished For In Youth, In Old Age One Has In Abundance.

When You Take A Man As He Is, You Make Him Worse. When You Take A Man As He Can Be, You Make Him Better.

Whoever Aspiring, Struggles On, For Him There Is Salvation.

To Live Within Limits. To Want One Thing. Or A Few Things Very Much And Love Them Dearly. Cling To Them, Survey Them From Every Angle. Become One With Them - That Is What Makes The Poet, The Artist, The Human Being.

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

Insignificant Things

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

The Traveler Was Active; He Went Strenuously In Search Of People, Of Adventure, Of Experience. The Tourist Is Passive.

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.

What Do People Mean When They Talk About Unhappiness? It Is Not So Much Unhappiness As Impatience That From Time To Time Possesses Men, And Then They Choose To Call Themselves Miserable.

Sing It Not In Mournful Numbers.

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

Let Him Who Believes In Immortality Enjoy His Happiness In Silence; He Has No Reason To Give Himself Airs About It.

You Will Find The Most Pronounced Hatred Of Other Nations On The Lowest Cultural Levels. There Is, Though, A Level Where The Hatred Disappears Completely And Where One So To Speak Stands Above The Nations And Where One Experiences Fortune Or Misfortune Of A Neighboring Country As If They Had Happened To One's Own.

Disappear Completely

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.

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

Nine Requisites For Contented Living: Health Enough To Make Work A Pleasure. Wealth Enough To Support Your Needs. Strength To Battle With Difficulties And Overcome Them. Grace Enough To Confess Your Sins And Forsake Them. Patience Enough To Toil Until Some Good Is Accomplished. Charity Enough To See Some Good In Your Neighbor. Love Enough To Move You To Be Useful And Helpful To Others. Faith Enough To Make Real The Things Of God. Hope Enough To Remove All Anxious Fears Concerning The Future.

Nothing Puts Me So Completely Out Of Patience As The Utterance Of A Wretched Commonplace When I Am Talking From My Inmost Heart.

To Act Is Easy; To Think Is Hard.

Then To The Depths! - I Could As Well Say Height: It's All The Same.

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

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

Love Of Truth Shows Itself In This, That A Man Knows How To Find And Value The Good In Everything.

Every Step Of Life Shows Much Caution Is Required.

Miracle Is The Pet Child Of Faith.

Piety, Like Nobility, Has Its Aristocracy.

They Teach In Academies Far Too Many Things, And Far Too Much That Is Useless.

No Man Learns To Know His Inmost Nature By Introspection, For He Rates Himself Sometimes Too Low, And Often Too High, By His Own Measurement. Man Knows Himself Only By Comparing Himself With Other Men; It Is Life That Touches His Genuine Worth.

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

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

The Dignity Of Art Probably Appears Most Eminently With Music Since It Does Not Have Any Material That Needs To Be Discounted. Music Is All Form And Content And Elevates And Ennobles Everything That It Expresses.

Mozart Is A Human Incarnation Of The Divine Force Of Creation.

Whoever Makes It A Rule To Test Action By Thought, Thought By Action, Cannot Falter, And If He Does, Will Soon Find His Way Back To The Right Road.

Superstition Is The Poetry Of Life. It Is Inherent In Man's Nature; And When We Think It Is Wholly Eradicated, It Takes Refuge In The Strangest Holes And Corners, Whence It Peeps Out All At Once, As Soon As It Can Do It With Safety.

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

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).

One Ought, Everyday, To Hear A Song, Read A Fine Poem, And, If Possible, To Speak A Few Reasonable Words.

The Present Moment Is A Powerful Goddess.

Know'st Thou Yesterday, Its Aim And Reason? Work'st Thou Will Today For Worthier Things? Then Calmly Wait The Morrow's Hidden Season, And Fear Thou Not, What Hap Soe'er It Brings

No, No! The Devil Is An Egotist, And Is Not Apt, Without Why Or Wherefore, "for God's Sake," Others To Assist. [ger., Nein, Nein! Der Teufel Ist Ein Egoist Und Thut Nicht Leicht Um Gottes Willen, Was Einem Andern Nutzlich Ist.]

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

Because Everyone Uses Language To Talk, Everyone Thinks He Can Talk About Language.

We Have Time Enough If We But Use It Aright

Everything Transitory Is But An Image.

Every Solution Of A Problem Is A New Problem.

It Is Belief In The Bible, The Fruits Of Deep Meditation, Which Has Served Me As The Guide Of My Moral And Literary Life. I Have Found Capital Safely Invested And Richly Productive Of Interest, Although I Have Sometimes Made But A Bad Use Of It.

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

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

The Deepest, The Only Theme Of Human History, Compared To Which All Others Are Of Subordinate Importance, Is The Conflict Of Skepticism With Faith.

Ohne Hast, Aber Ohne Rast. - Without Haste, But Without Rest.

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

A Talent Can Be Cultivated In Tranquility; A Character Only In The Rushing Stream Of Life.

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.]

A Life Without Love, Without The Presence Of The Beloved, Is Nothing But A Mere Magic-lantern Show. We Draw Out Slide After Slide, Swiftly Tiring Of Each, And Pushing It Back To Make Haste For The Next.

Few People Have The Imagination For Reality.

There Is No Patriotic Art And No Patriotic Science.

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.

Every Offense Is Avenged On Earth.

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.

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

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.

Analysis And Synthesis Are Both As Necessary To The Thinking Spirit As Inspiration And Expiration To The Organism.

If You Are Convinced Of A Matter, You Must Take Sides Or You Don't Deserve To Succeed.

When An Idea Is Wanting, A Word Can Always Be Found To Take Its Place.

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

Does Not Man Lack The Force At The Very Point Where He Needs It Most? And When He Soars Upward In Joy, Or Sinks Down In Suffering, Is Not Checked In Both, Is He Not Returned Again To The Dull, Cold Sphere Of Awareness, Just When He Was Longing To Lose Himself In The Fullness Of The Infinite.

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

As To The Value Of Conversions, God Alone Can Judge. God Alone Can Know How Wide Are The Steps Which The Soul Has To Take Before It Can Approach To A Community With Him, To The Dwelling Of The Perfect, Or To The Intercourse And Friendship Of Higher Natures.

I Have Often Reaped What Others Have Sowed. My Work Is The Work Of A Collective Being That Bears The Name Goethe.

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

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

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

Two Souls Dwell, Alas! In My Breast.

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

Man's Restlessness Makes Him Strive.

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?

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

In Comradeship Is Danger Countered Best.

There Is A Great Difference, Whether The Poet Seeks The Particular For The Sake Of The General Or Sees The General In The Particular. From The Former Procedure There Ensues Allegory, In Which The Particular Serves Only As Illustration, As Example Of The General. The Latter Procedure, However, Is Genuinely The Nature Of Poetry; It Expresses Something Particular, Without Thinking Of The General Or Pointing To It.

Mathematics Can Remove No Prejudices And Soften No Obduracy. It Has No Influence In Sweetening The Bitter Strife Of Parties, And In The Moral World Generally Its Action Is Perfectly Null.

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.

A Flippant, Frivolous Man May Ridicule Others, May Controvert Them, Scorn Them; But He Who Has Any Respect For Himself Seems To Have Renounced The Right Of Thinking Meanly Of Others.

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

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.

Too Many Parents Make Life Hard For Their Children By Trying, Too Zealously, To Make It Easy For Them.

The Little Man Is Still A Man.

Every Person Above The Ordinary Has A Certain Mission That They Are Called To Fulfill.

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

A Useless Life Is An Early Death.

In Nature We Never See Anything Isolated, But Everything In Connection With Something Else Which Is Before It, Beside It, Under It And Over It.

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

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

All That Is Transitory Is But A Metaphor.

The Soul Of Man Is Like To Water; From Heaven It Cometh, To Heaven It Riseth And Then Returning To Earth, Forever Alternating.

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

To Every One [nature] Appears In A Form Of His Own. She Hides Herself In A Thousand Names And Terms, And Is Always The Same.

Women Are Silver Dishes Into Which We Put Golden Apples.

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

Music Is So Elevated That It Is Beyond The Reach Of Intellect And There Flows From It An Influence Which Is All-potent, And Which Noone Can Explain.

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

Dispel Not, The Happy Delusions Of Children.

The Threshold Is The Place Of Expectation.

Precaution Is Better Than Cure.

Whatever We Think Out, Whatever We Take In Hand To Do, Should Be Perfectly And Finally Finished, That The World, If It Must Alter, Will Only Have To Spoil It; We Have Then Nothing To Do But Unite The Severed, To Recollect And Restore The Dismembered.

Pain And Pleasure, Good And Evil, Come To Us From Unexpected Sources. It Is Not There Where We Have Gathered Up Our Brightest Hopes, That The Dawn Of Happiness Breaks. It Is Not There Where We Have Glanced Our Eye With Affright, That We Find The Deadliest Gloom. What Should This Teach Us? To Bow To The Great And Only Source Of Light, And Live Humbly And With Confiding Resignation.

Impotent Hatred Is The Most Horrible Of All Emotions; One Should Hate Nobody Whom One Cannot Destroy.

I've Often Heard It Said A Preacher Might Learn With A Comedian For A Teacher.

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

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.

When Scholars Study A Thing, They Strive To Kill It First, If It's Alive; Then They Have The Parts And The'be Lost The Whole, For The Link That's Missing Was The Living Soul.

It's True That Nothing In This World Makes Us So Necessary To Others As The Affection We Have For Them.

Riches Amassed In Haste Will Diminish; But Those Collected By Hand And Little By Little Will Multiply.

Viewed From The Summit Of Reason, All Life Looks Like A Malignant Disease And The World Like A Madhouse.

Toleration Ought In Reality To Be Merely A Transitory Mood. It Must Lead To Recognition. To Tolerate Is To Affront.

If We Are Out Of Synch With Ourselves, Everything Is Out Of Synch For Us.

One Must Not Criticize That Which Is Common Since It Remains Always The Same.

The Fine Emotions Whence Our Lives We Mold Lie In The Earthly Tumult Dumb And Cold.

Girls We Love For What They Are; Young Men For What They Promise To Be.

The Best Benefit We Derive From History Is The Enthusiasm It Excites.

A Great Deal May Be Done By Severity, More By Love, But Most By Clear Discernment And Impartial Justice.

Let Your Trouble Be Light Will Follow Dark Though The Heaven Falls You May Hear The Lark.

A Good Man, Through Obscurest Aspirations Has Still An Instinct Of The One True Way.

Character Is Constructed Amidst The Tempests Of The World

He Who Cannot Draw On Three Thousand Years Is Living From Hand To Mouth.

If Nature Is Your Teacher, Your Soul Will Awaken.

Only That Type Of Story Deserves To Be Called Moral That Shows Us That One Has The Power Within Oneself To Act, Out Of The Conviction That There Is Something Better, Even Against One's Own Inclination.

One Cannot Always Be A Hero, But One Can Always Be A Man.

Whatever Is The Lot Of Humankind I Want To Taste Within My Deepest Self. I Want To Seize The Highest And The Lowest, To Load Its Woe And Bliss Upon My Breast, And Thus Expand My Single Self Titanically And In The End Go Down With All The Rest.

We All Walk In Mysteries. We Are Surrounded By An Atmosphere About Which We Still Know Nothing At All.

Not All That Is Presented To Us As History Has Really Happened; And What Really Happened Did Not Actually Happen The Way It Is Presented To Us; Moreover, What Really Happened Is Only A Small Part Of All That Happened. Everything In History Remains Uncertain, The Largest Events As Well As The Smallest Occurrence.

Let Mental Culture Go On Advancing, Let The Natural Sciences Progress In Even Greater Extent And Depth, And The Human Mind Widen Itself As Much As It Desires: Beyond The Elevation And Moral Culture Of Christianity, As It Shines Forth In The Gospels, It Will Not Go.

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

People Can Only Live With Their Equals, And Not Even With Them; For In The Long Run They Cannot Tolerate That Someone Is Their Equal.

Trending Author

Alessandra Ambrosio

Category