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Until One Is Committed, There Is Hesitancy, The Chance To Draw Back, Always Ineffectiveness. Concerning All Acts Of Initiation - Creation - There Is One Elementary Truth, The Ignorance Of Which Kills Countless Ideas And Splendid Plans.

-Johann Wolfgang Von Goethe

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Until One Is Committed,

Johann Wolfgang Von Goethe

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Until One Is Committed, There Is Hesitancy, The Chance To Draw Back, Always Ineffectiveness. Concerning All Acts Of Initiation - Creation - There Is One Elementary Truth, The Ignorance Of Which Kills Countless Ideas And Splendid Plans.

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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.

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.

He Who Cannot Love Must Learn To Flatter.

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The Greater The Knowledge, The Greater The Doubt.

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Nature Understands No Jesting. She Is Always True, Always Serious, Always Severe. She Is Always Right, And The Errors Are Always Those Of Man.

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Willing Is Not Enough, We Must Do.

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

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!

Wisdom Is Only Found In Truth. [ger., Die Weisheit Ist Nur In Der Wahrheit.]

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

Love Is An Ideal Thing, Marriage A Real Thing; A Confusion Of The Real With The Ideal Never Goes Unpunished.

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

Great Passions Are Incurable Diseases.

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Love Grants In A Moment What Toil Can Hardly Acheive In An Age.

Everything Has Been Thought Of Before, But The Problem Is To Think Of It Again.

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.

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.

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.

Make The Most Of Time, It Flies Away So Fast; Yet Method Will Teach You To Win Time.

If You Have A Great Work In Your Head, Nothing Else Thrives Near It; All Other Thoughts Are Repelled, And The Pleasure Of Life Itself Is For The Time Lost.

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

The Modern Age Has A False Sense Of Superiority, Because Of The Great Mass Of Data At Its Disposal. But The Valid Criterion Of Distinction Is Rather The Extent To Which Man Knows How To Form And Master The Material At His Command.

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

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

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.

Your Messages I Hear, But Faith Has Not Been Given; The Dearest Child Of Faith Is Miracle.

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.

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

Before You Can Do Something, You Must First Be Something.

A Mathematician Is Only Perfect Insofar As He Is A Perfect Man, Sensitive To The Beauty Of Truth.

I Am A Part Of The Part That At First Was All, Part Of The Darkness That Gave Birth To The Light, That Supercilious Light Which Now Disputes With Mother Night Her Ancient Rank And Space, And Yet Cannot Succeed; No Matter How It Struggles, It Sticks To Matter And Can't Get Free. Light Flows From Substance, Makes It Beautiful.

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

The Way You See People Is The Way You Treat Them, And The Way You Treat Them Is What They Become.

A Great Artist... Must Be Shaken By The Naked Truths That Will Not Be Comforted. This Divine Discontent, This Disequilibrium, This State Of Inner Tension Is The Source Of Artistic Energy.

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

The Hardest Thing To See Is What Is In Front Of Your Eyes.

Words Express Neither Objects Nor Ourselves.

Napoleon For The Sake Of A Good Name Broke In Pieces Half The World.

Thou Must (in Commanding And Winning, Or Serving And Losing, Suffering Or Triumphing) Be Either Anvil Or Hammer.

Live Dangerously And You Live Right.

Do Not Give In Too Much To Feelings. A Overly Sensitive Heart Is An Unhappy Possession On This Shaky Earth.

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

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.

He Who Serves The Public Is A Poor Animal; He Worries Himself To Death And No One Thanks Him For It.

I Hate Every Violent Overthrow, Because As Much Is Destroyed As Is Gained By It.

Age Does Not Make Us Childish, As Some Say; It Finds Us True Children.

He Who Is Firm In Will Molds The World To Himself. [ger., Aber Wer Fest Auf Dem Sinne Beharrt, Der Bildet Die Welt Sich.]

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

Everything Is Hard Before It Is Easy.

Wer Fremde Sprachen Nicht Kennt, Weiss Nichts Von Seiner Eigenen.he Who Is Ignorant Of Foreign Languages, Knows Not His Own.

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Distrust Those In Whom The Desire To Punish Is Strong.

Since You Know Me And My Destiny Only Too Well, You Probably Also Know What Attracts Me To All Unfortunate People.

Love Does Not Rule; But It Trains, And That Is More.

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

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

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.

Architecture Is Crystallized Music.

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

Man's Highest Merit Always Is, As Much As Possible, To Rule External Circumstances And As Little As Possible To Let Himself Be Ruled By Them.

The Main Thing Is To Have A Soul That Loves The Truth And Harbours It Where He Finds It. And Another Thing: Truth Requires Constant Repetition, Because Error Is Being Preached About Us All The Time, And Not Only By Isolated Individuals But By The Masses. In The Newspapers And Encyclopedias, In Schools And Universities, Everywhere Error Rides High And Basks In The Consciousness Of Having The Majority On Its Side.

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

Tolerance Should Really Be Only A Temporary Attitude; It Must Lead To Recognition. To Tolerate Means To Offend.

Where There Is Much Light, The Shadows Are Deepest. [ger., Wo Viel Licht Is, Ist Starker Schatten.]

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

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.

The Absence Of Temptation Is The Absence Of Virtue.

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

We're Only Really Thinking When We Can't Think Out Fully What We Are Really Thinking About!

In The End We Retain From Our Studies Only That Which We Practically Apply.

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

The Important Thing In Life Is To Have A Great Aim, And The Determination To Attain It.

Unlimited Activity, Of Whatever Kind, Must End In Bankruptcy.

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.

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

Hell Begins The Day That God Grants You The Vision To See All That You Could Have Done, Should Have Done, And Would Have Done, But Did Not Do.

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

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