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There Is No Past We Can Bring Back By Longing For It. There Is Only An Eternal Now That Builds And Creates Out Of The Past Something New And Better.

-Johann Wolfgang Von Goethe

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There Is No Past

Johann Wolfgang Von Goethe

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There Is No Past We Can Bring Back By Longing For It. There Is Only An Eternal Now That Builds And Creates Out Of The Past Something New And Better.

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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.

Gray Is The Color Of All Theory

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One Would Give Generous Alms If One Had The Eyes To See The Beauty Of A Cupped Receiving Hand.

A Man's Errors Are What Make Him Amiable.

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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.

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I Hold To Faith In The Divine Love - Which, So Many Years Ago For A Brief Moment In A Little Corner Of The Earth, Walked About As A Man Bearing The Name Of Jesus Christ - As The Foundation On Which Alone My Happiness Rests.

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

One Must Ask Children And Birds How Cherries And Strawberries Taste.

Every Step Of Life Shows Much Caution Is Required.

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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.

But The Valid Issue Is The Extent To Which Man Knows How To Form And Master The Material At His Command.

Correction Does Much, But Encouragement Does More.

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.

It Is Delivery That Makes The Orators Success.

Reason Looks At Necessity As The Basis Of The World; Reason Is Able To Turn Chance In Your Favor And Use It. Only By Having Reasonremain Strong And Unshakable Can We Be Called A God Of The Earth.

Whatever Is The Object Of A Saint's Hope Is The Subject Of His Prayer.

Character - In Things Great And Small - Is Indicated When A Man (or Person) Pursues With Sustained Follow-through What He Feels Himself Capable Of Doing.

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

Give Me The Benefit Of Your Convictions, If You Have Any; But Keep Your Doubts To Yourself, For I Have Enough Of My Own.

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

We Should Treat Children As God Does Us, Who Makes Us Happiest When He Leaves Us Under The Influence Of Innocent Delusions.

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

One Needs Only To Get Old To Become Milder; I Don't See Anyone Make A Mistake I Hadn't Also Made.

Beware Of A Man Of One Book.

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

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.

Even Dirt Glitters When The Sun Is Shining Upon It

Mathematicians Are Like Frenchmen: Whatever You Say To Them They Translate Into Their Own Language And Forthwith It Is Something Entirely Different.

If Your Treat An Individual... As If He Were What He Ought To Be And Could Be, He Will Become What He Ought To Be And Could Be.

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.

To The Person With A Firm Purpose All Men And Things Are Servants.

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

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Errors Belong To Libraries; Truth, To The Human Mind.

Thought Expands, But Paralyzes; Action Animates, But Narrows.

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

Whoso Is Content With Pure Experience And Acts Upon It Has Enough Of Truth.

The Best Government Is That Which Teaches Us To Govern Ourselves.

Hatred Is Active, And Envy Passive Dislike; There Is But One Step From Envy To Hate.

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

Not The Maker Of Plans And Promises, But Rather The One Who Offers Faithful Service In Small Matters. This Is The Person Who Is Most Likely To Achieve What Is Good And Lasting.

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.

Nothing Is Good For A Nation But That Which Arises From Its Own Core And Its Own General Wants, Without Apish Imitation Of Another.

Nothing Is More Odious Than The Majority, For It Consists Of A Few Powerful Leaders, A Certain Number Of Accommodating Scoundrels And Submissive Weaklings, And A Mass Of Men Who Trot After Them Without Thinking, Or Knowing Their Own Minds.

The Soul That Sees Beauty May Sometimes Walk Alone.

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.

Our Passions Are The True Phoenixes; When The Old One Is Burnt Out, A New One Rises From Its Ashes.

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.

The Few Of Understanding, Vision Rare, Who Veiled Not From The Herd Their Hearts, But Tried, Poor Generous Fools, To Lay Their Feelings Bare, Them Have Men Always Burnt And Crucified.

The Passions Are Like Those Demons With Which Afrasahiab Sailed Down The Orus. Our Only Safety Consists In Keeping Them Asleep. If They We Are Lost.

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You Don't Have To Travel Around The World To Understand That The Sky Is Blue Everywhere

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

True Happiness Springs From Moderation. [ger., Aus Massigkeit Entspringt Ein Reines Gluck.]

Divide And Command, A Wise Maxim; Unite And Guide, A Better.

It Will Be! The Mass Is Working Clearer! Conviction Gathers, Truer, Nearer! The Mystery Which For Man In Nature Lies We Dare To Test, By Knowledge Led; And That Which She Was Wont To Organize We Crystallize, Instead.

Giving Is The Business Of The Rich.

We Amuse Ourselves Painting Our Prison-walls With Bright Figures And Brilliant Landscapes.

We Can Most Safely Achieve Truly Universal Tolerance When We Respect That Which Is Characteristic In The Individual And In Nations, Clinging, Though, To The Conviction That The Truly Meritorious Is Unique By Belonging To All Of Mankind.

Unlike Grown Ups, Children Have Little Need To Deceive Themselves.

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Flowers Are The Beautiful Hieroglyphics Of Nature With Which She Indicates How Much She Loves Us.

If A Man Sets Out To Study All The Laws, He Will Have No Time Left To Transgress Them.

My Poor Head Is In Such A Whirl, My Mind Is All In Bits.

Know'st Thou The Land Where The Lemon-trees Bloom, Where The Gold Orange Glows In The Deep Thicket's Gloom, Where A Wind Ever Soft From The Blue Heaven Blows, And The Groves Are Of Laurel And Myrtle And Rose!

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

What Dazzles, For The Moment Spends Its Spirit; Whats Genuine, Shall Posterity Inherit.

A Wife Is A Gift Bestowed Upon A Man To Reconcile Him To The Loss Of Paradise.

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

We Learn To Treasure What Is Above This Earth; We Long For Revelation, Which Nowhere Burns More Purely And More Beautifully Than In The New Testament.

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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.]

It Is Related Of An Englishman That He Hanged Himself To Avoid The Daily Task Of Dressing And Undressing.

It Is With Art As With Love: How Can A Man Of The World,with All His Distractions, Keep The Inwardness Which An Artist Must Possess If He Hopes To Attain Perfection? That Inwardness Which The Spectator Must Share If He Is To Understand The Work As The Artist Wishes And Hopes... Believe Me, Talents Are Like Virtues; Either You Must Love Them For Their Own Sake Or Renounce Them Altogether. And They Are Only Recognized And Rewarded When We Have Practised Them In Secret, Like A Dangerous Mystery."

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

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Austere Perseverance, Hash And Continuous... Rarely Fails Of Its Purpose, For Its Silent Power Grows Irresistible Greater With Time.

All Intelligent Thoughts Have Already Been Thought; What Is Necessary Is Only To Try To Think Them Again.

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

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?

He Who Is Firm And Resolute In Will Molds The World To Himself.

God Could Cause Us Considerable Embarrassment By Revealing All The Secrets Of Nature To Us: We Should Not Know What To Do For Sheer Apathy And Boredom.

Keeping Secrets

It Is Natural To Man To Regard Himself As The Object Of The Creation, And To Think Of All Things In Relation To Himself, And The Degree In Which They Can Serve And Be Useful To Him.

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.

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.

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

Do Not Hurry; Do Not Rest.

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

The Force Of A Language Does Not Consist Of Rejecting What Is Foreign But Of Swallowing It.

Alas! How Much There Is In Education, And In Our Social Institutions, To Prepare Us And Our Children For Insanity.

When You Lose Interest In Anything, You Also Lose The Memory For It.

Man Believes Himself Always Greater Than He Is, And Is Esteemed Less Than He Is Worth.

It Is Better To Be Doing The Most Insignificant Thing Than To Reckon Even A Half-hour Insignificant.

Insignificant Things

Tolerance Should, Strictly Speaking, Be Only A Passing Mood; It Ought To Lead To Acknowledgment And Appreciation. To Tolerate A Person Is To Affront Him.

To Quit Smoking, You Must First Want To Quit, But Then You Must Also Do The Quitting

Doubt Can Only Be Removed By Action.

We Can Always Redeem The Man Who Aspires And Strives.

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.

Beauty Is Everywhere A Welcome Guest.

It Doesn't Behoove Elderly Persons To Follow Fashion In Their Thinking Nor In The Way They Dress.

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.

Opponents Fancy They Refute Us When They Repeat Their Own Opinion And Pay No Attention To Ours.

Every Spoken Word Arouses Our Self-will.

Courage And Modesty Are The Most Unequivocal Of Virtues, For They Are Of A Kind That Hypocrisy Cannot Imitate; They Too Have This Quality In Common, That They Are Expressed By The Same Color.

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.

The Little Man Is Still A Man.

Destiny Grants Us Our Wishes, But In Its Own Way, In Order To Give Us Something Beyond Our Wishes.

Seize This Very Minute. What You Can Do Or Dream You Can Do, Begin It. Begin It And The Work Will Be Completed

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

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

I Do Not Now Begin, - I Still Adore Her Whom I Early Cherish'd In My Breast; Then Once Again With Prudence Dispossess'd, And To Whose Heart I'm Driven Back Once More. The Love Of Petrarch, That All-glorious Love, Was Unrequited, And, Alas, Full Sad.

Unrequited Love

Oh How Sweet It Is To Hear One's Own Convictions From Another's Lips.

When You Praise Someone You Call Yourself His Equal.

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

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

Tolerance Comes Of Age. I See No Fault Committed That I Myself Could Not Have Committed At Some Time Or Other.

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.

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

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

Everywhere, We Learn Only From Those Whom We Love.

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

The Child, Offered The Mother's Breast, Will Not In The Beginning Grab It; But Soon It Clings To It With Zest. And Thus At Wisdom's Copious Breasts You'll Drink Each Day With Greater Zest.

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

Science And Art Belong To The Whole World, And Before Them Vanish The Barriers Of Nationality.

Where There Are No Women There Are No Good Manners

How Happy He Who Can Still Hope To Lift Himself From This Sea Of Error! What We Know Not, That We Are Anxious To Possess, And Cannot Use What We Know.

Stood I, O Nature! Man Alone In Thee, Then Were It Worth One's While A Man To Be.

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

He Who Moves Not Forward, Goes Backward.

Sin Writes Histories, Goodness Is Silent.

Talk Well Of The Absent Whenever You Have The Opportunity.

Beware Of Wishing For Anything In Youth, Because You Will Get It In Middle Age.

[nature's] Crown Is Love. Only Through Love Can We Come Near Her. She Puts Gulfs Between All Things, And All Things Strive To Be Interfused. She Isolates Everything, That She May Draw Everything Together. With A Few Draughts From The Cup Of Love She Repays For A Life Full Of Trouble.

When The Boy Begins To Understand That The Visible Point Is Preceded By An Invisible Point, That The Shortest Distance Between Two Points Is Conceived As A Straight Line Before It Is Ever Drawn With Pencil And Paper...the Fountain Of All Thought Has Been Opened To Him...the Philosopher Can Reveal Him Nothing New, As A Geometrician He Has Discovered The Basis Of All Thought.

A Man's Foibles Are What Makes Him Lovable.

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.

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

Mathematics Has The Completely False Reputation Of Yielding Infallible Conclusions. Its Infallibility Is Nothing But Identity. Two Times Two Is Not Four, But It Is Just Two Times Two, And That Is What We Call Four For Short. But Four Is Nothing New At All. And Thus It Goes On And On In Its Conclusions, Except That In The Higher Formulas The Identity Fades Out Of Sight.

He Who Cannot Love Must Learn To Flatter.

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.

With Knowledge Comes More Doubt.

True Happiness Springs From Moderation.

Whatever Nature Undertakes, She Can Only Accomplish It In A Sequence. She Never Makes A Leap.

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

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.

Everything Is Simpler Than One Can Imagine, And Yet Complicated And Inter-twined Beyond Comprehension.

A Man Sees In The World What He Carries In His Heart.

What Is Predestination? Answer: God Is More Powerful And Wiser Than We Are, Therefore He Deals With Us According To His Pleasure.

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

The World Is Full Of Contradiction.

Self-knowledge Comes From Knowing Other Men.

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.

It Is Equally A Mistake To Hold One's Self Too High, Or To Rate One's Self Too Cheap.

Time Is A Strange Thing. It Is A Whimsical Tyrant, Which In Every Century Has A Different Face For All That One Says And Does.

Different Faces

Prudent And Active Men, Who Know Their Strength And Use It With Limit And Circumspection, Alone Go Far In The Affairs Of The World.

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

Man Is Not Born To Solve The Problem Of The Universe, But To Find Out What He Has To Do; And To Restrain Himself Within The Limits Of His Comprehension.

So Then The Year Is Repeating Its Old Story Again. We Are Come Once More, Thank God! To Its Most Charming Chapter. The Violets And The Mayflowers Are As Its Inscriptions Or Vignettes. It Always Makes A Pleasant Impression On Us, When We Open Again At These Pages Of The Book Of Life.

Association With Women Is The Basis Of Good Manners.

The Man Who Acts Never Has Any Conscience; No One Has Any Conscience But The Man Who Thinks

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

We Rather Confess Our Moral Errors, Faults, And Crimes Than Our Ignorance.

Nature Does Not Suffer Her Veil To Be Taken From Her, And What She Does Not Choose To Reveal To The Spirit, Thou Wilt Not Wrest From Her By Levers And Screws.

The World Sees Only The Reflection Of Merit; Therefore When You Come To Know A Really Great Man Intimately, You May As Often Find Him Above As Below His Reputation.

Faith Is A Homely, Private Capital; As There Are Public Savings-banks And Poor Funds, Out Of Which In Times Of Want We Can Relieve The Necessities Of Individuals, So Here The Faithful Take Their Coin In Peace.

Treat A Person As They Are, They Will Remain So. Treat A Person The Way That Person Can Be And Is Capable Of Being And That Person Will Become As He Or She Can Be And Should Be.

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.

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.

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.

A Person Places Themselves On A Level With The Ones They Praise.

Look At A Man The Way He Is And He Only Becomes Worse, But Look At Him As If He Were What He Could Be, Then He Becomes What He Should Be.

He Who Is And Remains True To Himself And To Others Has The Most Attractive Quality Of The Greatest Talent.

The Theater Has Often Been At Variance With The Pulpit; They Ought Not To Quarrel. How Much Is It To Be Wished That In Both The Celebration Of Nature And Of God Were Intrusted To None But Men Of Noble Minds.

Care Is Taken That Trees Do Not Grow Into The Sky.

Everything Which Is Properly Business We Must Keep Carefully Separate From Life. Business Requires Earnestness And Method; Life Must Have A Freed Handling.

With Knowledge Grows Doubt.

Only Learn To Seize Good Fortune, For Good Fortune's Always Here.

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.

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.

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.

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

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

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

Happiness Is A Ball After Which We Run Wherever It Rolls, And We Push It With Our Feet When It Stops.

Truth Is A Torch But A Tremendous One. That Is Why We Hurry Past It, Shielding Our Eyes, Indeed, In Fear Of Getting Burned.

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.

There Is Nothing In Life So Irrational, That Good Sense And Chance May Not Set It To Rights; Nothing So Rational, That Folly And Chance May Not Utterly Confound It.

Art Rests On A Kind Of Religious Sense, On A Deep, Steadfast Earnestness; And On This Account It Unites So Readily With Religion.

Treat People As If They Were What They Ought To Be And You Help Them To Become What They Are Capable Of Being.

Words Express Neither Objects Nor Ourselves.

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