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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.

-Johann Wolfgang Von Goethe

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What Men Usually Say

Johann Wolfgang Von Goethe

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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.

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The Ground That A Good Man Treads Is Hallowed.

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

And Step By Step, Along The Path Of Life, There's Nothing True But Heaven.

Art Is A Mediator Of The Unspeakable.

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

Nothing Is So Atrocious As Fancy Without Taste.

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

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

Sameness Leaves Us In Peace But It Is Contradiction That Makes Us Productive.

We Do Not Have To Visit A Madhouse To Find Disordered Minds; Our Planet Is The Mental Institution Of The Universe.

Alas, That We Should Be So Unwilling To Listen To The Still And Holy Yearnings Of The Heart! A God Whispers Quite Softly In Our Breast, Softly Yet Audibly; Telling Us What We Ought To Seek And What To Shun.

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

The World Is Full Of Contradiction.

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

One's Roused By This, Another Finds That Fit: Each Loves The Play For What He Brings To It.

Mountains Cannot Be Surmounted Except By Winding Paths.

All Ages Have Said And Repeated That One Should Strive To Know One's Self. This Is A Strange Demand Which No One Up To Now Has Measured Up To And, Strictly Considered, No One Should. With All Their Study And Effort, People Are Directed To What Is Outside, To The World About Them, And They Are Kept Busy Coming To Know This And To Master It To The Extent That Their Purposes Require. . . . How Can You Come To Know Yourself? Never By Thinking, Always By Doing. Try To Do Your Duty, And You'll Know Right Away What You Amount To. And What Is Your Duty? Whatever The Day Calls For.

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

Yes! To This Thought I Hold With Firm Persistence; The Last Result Of Wisdom Stamps It True; He Only Earns His Freedom And Existence Who Daily Conquers Them Anew.

If A Man Knows Where To Get Good Advice, It Is As Though He Could Supply It Himself.

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.

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

If You Are To Accomplish All That One Demands Of You, You Must Overestimate Your Own Worth.

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.

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

The Fate Of The Architect Is The Strangest Of All. How Often He Expends His Whole Soul, His Whole Heart And Passion, To Produce Buildings Into Which He Himself May Never Enter.

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

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

Boldness Has Power, Magic And Genius In It.

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

No Prudent Antagonist Thinks Light Of His Adversaries.

The Sun Had, In The Meanwhile, Sunk Behind The Ettersberg. We Felt In The Wood The Chill Of The Evening, And Drove All The Quicker To Wiemar, And To Goethe's House. Goethe Urged Me To Go In With Him For A While, And I Did So. He Was In An Extremely Engaging Mood. He Talked A Great Deal About His Theory Of Colors, And Of His Obstinate Opponents; Remarking That He Was Sure That He Had Done Something In This Science.

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

Hypotheses Are The Scaffolds Which Are Erected In Front Of A Building And Removedd When The Building Is Completed. They Are Indispensable To The Worker; But The Worker Must Not Mistake The Scaffolding For The Building.

I Have, Alas! Philosophy, Medicine, Jurisprudence Too, And To My Cost Theology, With Ardent Labor, Studied Through. And Here I Stand, With All My Lore, Poor Fool, No Wiser Than Before.

The Arts Are The Salt Of The Earth; As Salt Relates To Food, The Arts Relate To Technology.

The Mind Is Found Most Acute And Most Uneasy In The Morning. Uneasiness Is, Indeed, A Species Of Sagacity - A Passive Sagacity. Fools Are Never Uneasy.

Fortunately, We Can Take In Only So Much Misfortune; What Exceeds That Limit Either Destroys Us Or Leaves Us Indifferent.

A Vain Man Can Never Be Utterly Ruthless: He Wants To Win Applause And Therefore He Accommodates Himself To Others

No One Should Be Rich Except Those Who Understand It.

Our Earthly Ball A Peopled Garden.

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

How Marvelous, Wide And Broad Is My Inheritance! Time Is My Property, My Estate Is Time.

A Man's Errors Are What Make Him Amiable.

There Are Only Two Lasting Bequests We Can Hope To Give Our Children. One Of These Is Roots, The Other, Wings.

If The Word Is Not Dead When It Reaches The Hearer, He Murders It At Once By A Contradiction, A Stipulation, A Condition, A Digression, An Interruption, And All The Thousand Tricks Of Conversation.

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.

An Absent Friend Gives Us Friendly Company When We Are Well Assured Of His Happiness.

Age Childish Makes, They Say, But 'tis Not True; We're Only Genuine Children Still In Age's Season. [ger., Das Alter Macht Nicht Kindisch, Wie Man Spricht, Es Findet Uns Nur Noch Als Wahre Kinder.]

Nothing Is True, But That Which Is Simple.

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

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

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

Men Are Joined By Conviction, Sundered By Opinion.

The Decline Of Literature Indicates The Decline Of A Nation.

The Eye Doesn't See Any Shapes, It Sees Only What Is Differentiated Through Light And Dark Or Through Colors.

Doubt Grows With Knowledge.

Thus I Reel From Desire To Fulfillment And In Fulfillment Languish For Desire.

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.

A Man Would Create Another Man If One Did Not Already Exist, But A Woman Might Live An Eternity Without Even Thinking Of Reproducing Her Own Sex.

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

The Beginning Of Faith Is The Beginning Of Fruitfulness; But The Beginning Of Unbelief, However Glittering, Is Empty.

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.

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

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

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

The Most Fortunate Of Men, Be He A King Or Commoner, Is He Whose Welfare Is Assured In His Own Home.

It Is Better To Be Deceived By One's Friends Than To Deceive Them.

Talent Is Nurtured In Solitude; Character Is Formed In The Stormy Billows Of The World.

Oh God, How Do The World And Heavens Confine Themselves, When Our Hearts Tremble In Their Own Barriers!

To Know Of Someone Here And There Whom We Accord With, Who Is Living On With Us, Even In Silence - - This Makes Our Earthly Ball A Peopled Garden.

A Man Does Not Mind Being Blamed For His Faults, And Being Punished For Them, And He Patiently Suffers Much For Them; But He Becomes Impatient If He Is Required To Give Them Up.

What Is My Life If I Am No Longer Useful To Others.

With Little Art, Clear Wit And Sense Suggest Their Own Delivery.

A Purpose You Impart Is No Longer Your Own.

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.

The History Of Science Is Science Itself; The History Of The Individual, The Individual.

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

Most Pioneers Are At The Mercy Of Doubt At The Beginning, Whether Of Their Worth, Of Their Theories, Or Of The Whole Enigmatic Field In Which They Labour.

The Thought Of Death Leaves Me In Perfect Peace, For I Have A Firm Conviction That Our Spirit Is A Being Of Indestructible Nature; It Works On From Eternity To Eternity, It Is Like The Sun, Which Though It Seems To Set To Our Mortal Eyes, Does Not Really Set, But Shines On Perpetually.

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.

Everything Is Simpler Than You Think And At The Same Time More Complex Than You Imagine

For A Strolling Damsel A Doubtful Reputation Bears.

No Sacred Fane Requires Us To Submit To Insult.

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.

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

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.

Fret Not Over The Irretrievable, But Ever Act As If Thy Life Were Just Begun.

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.]

If Society Gives Up The Right To Impose The Death Penalty, Then Self-help Will Appear Again And Personal Vendettas Will Be Around The Corner.

The World Of Reason Is To Be Regarded As A Great And Immortal Being, Who Ceaselessly Works Out What Is Necessary, And So Makes Himself Lord Also Over What Is Accidental.

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

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.

Do The Duty Which Lies Nearest To Thee.

Give Shape, Artist! Don't Talk! Your Poem Be But A Breath.

There Is No Patriotic Art And No Patriotic Science.

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.

A King There Was Once Reigning, Who Had A Goodly Flea, Him Loved He Without Feigning, As His Own Son Were He!

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

Words Are Mere Sound And Smoke, Dimming The Heavenly Light.

If You Want To Reach The Infinite, Then Explore Every Aspect Of The Finite.

Everybody Wants To Be Somebody; Nobody Wants To Grow.

Nature! We Live In Her Midst And Know Her Not. She Is Incessantly Speaking To Us, But Betrays Not Her Secret. We Constantly Act Upon Her, And Yet Have No Power Over Her. Variant: Nature! We Are Surrounded And Embraced By Her: Powerless To Separate Ourselves From Her, And Powerless To Penetrate Beyond Her.

Yes, My Love, Who Soever Lives, Loses, . . . But He Also Wins. [ger., Ja, Meine Liebe, Wer Lebt, Verliebt . . . Aber Er Gewinnt Auch.]

Gray Are All The Theories, But Green Is The Tree Of Life.

Must It Ever Be Thus-that The Source Of Our Happiness Must Also Be The Fountain Of Our Misery? The Full And Ardent Sentiment Which Animated My Heart With The Love Of Nature, Overwhelming Me With A Torrent Of Delight, And Which Brought All Paradise Before Me, Has Now Become An Insupportable Torment, A Demon Which Perpetually Pursues And Harrasses Me.

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

At The End Of Life Thoughts Hitherto Impossible Come To The Collected Mind, Like Good Spirits Which Let Themselves Down From The Shining Heights Of The Past.

Painting And Tattooing The Body Is A Return To Animalism.

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

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.]

Generosity Wins Favour For Everyone, Especially When It Is Accompanied By Modesty.

We Are Our Own Devils; We Drive Ourselves Out Of Our Edens.

Without Haste! Without Rest! Bind The Motto To Thy Breast! Bear It With Thee As A Spell; Storm Or Sunshine , Guard It Well.

Lay Hold Of Life With Both Hands, Whenever Thou Mayest Seize It, It Is Interesting.

We Cannot And Must Not Get Rid Of Nor Deny Our Characteristics. But We Can Give Them Shape And Direction.

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

Magic Is Believing In Yourself, If You Can Do That, You Can Make Anything Happen.

That Is The Way Of Youth And Life In General: That We Do Not Understand The Strategy Until After The Campaign Is Over.

Just As, Out Of Habit, One Consults A Run-down Clock As Though It Were Still Going, So Too One May Look At The Face Of A Beautiful Woman As Though He Still Loved Her.

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

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

Blood Is A Very Special Juice.

The Bad Thing Is That Thinking About Thought Doesn't Help At All; One Has To Have It From Nature So That The Good Ideas Appear Before Us Like Free Children Of God Calling To Us: Here We Are.

The Trouble Is Small, The Fun Is Great. [ger., Die Muh'ist Klein, Der Spass Ist Gross.]

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

Sin Writes Histories, Goodness Is Silent.

The Finished Man, You Know, Is Difficult To Please; A Growing Mind Will Ever Show You Gratitude. --faust 1, Lines 182-3

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

All One Needs To Do Is Declare Oneself Free And One Will Immediately Feel Dependent. If You Dare To Declare Yourself Dependent, You Feel Independent.

A State Of True And Universal Tolerance Is Best Ensured By Leaving Alone The Peculiarities Of Men And Peoples.

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

Limitation Of Aims Is The Mother Of Wisdom And The Secret Of Achievement.

The First And Last Thing Required Of Genius Is The Love Of Truth. [ger., Das Erste Und Letzte, Was Vom Genie Gefordert Wird, Ist Wahreits-liebe.]

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.

Whatever You Cannot Understand, You Cannot Possess.

Understanding And Love

Die Zeit Ist Selbst Ein Element. Time Is Itself An Element.

Great Necessity Elevates Man, Petty Necessity Casts Him Down

The Misfortune In The State Is, That Nobody Can Enjoy Life In Peace, But That Everybody Must Govern; And In Art, That Nobody Will Enjoy What Has Been Produced, But That Every One Wants To Reproduce On His Own Account.

But One Must Know Where One Stands, And Where The Others Wish To Go.

Things Which Matter Most Must Never Be At The Mercy Of Things Which Matter Least.

Belief Is Not The Beginning Of Knowledge - It Is The End.

What Man Does Not Know, Or Has Not Thought Of, Wanders In The Night Through The Labyrinth Of The Mind.

Our Wishes Are Presentiments Of The Abilities That Lie In Us, Harbingers Of What We Will Be Able To Accomplish.

Two Souls, Alas, Are Housed Within My Breast, And Each Will Wrestle For The Mastery There.

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

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

Man Errs, Till He Has Ceased To Strive.

There Are Men Who Never Err, Because They Never Propose Anything Rational.

As A Man Is, So Is His God; Therefore God Was So Often An Object Of Mockery. [ger., Wie Einer Ist, So Ist Sein Gott, Darum Ward Gott So Oft Zu Spott.]

Every Decided Colour Does A Certain Violence To The Eye, And Forces The Organ To Opposition.

If You Start To Think Of Your Physical And Moral Condition, You Usually Find That You Are Sick.

Judge A Man's Character By What He Finds Ridiculous.

Come My Little One, And Give Me Your Hand.

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

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

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.

The Deed Is Everything, The Glory Is Naught.

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

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 Shudder Of Awe Is Humanity's Highest Faculty, Even Though This World Is Forever Altering Its Values.

Ah! My Poor Brain Is Racked And Crazed, My Spirit And Senses Amazed!

A Man Is Not Little When He Finds It Difficult To Cope With Circumstances, But When Circumstances Overmaster Him.

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.

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

The Man Who Masters Himself Is Delivered From The Force That Binds All Creatures.

Every Beginning Is Cheerful.

Go To Foreign Countries And You Will Get To Know The Good Things One Possesses At Home.

The Safest Thing Is Always To Try To Convert Everything That Is In Us And Around Us Into Action; Let The Others Talk And Argue About It As They Please.

Certain Defects Are Necessary For The Existence Of Individuality.

Any Trifle Is Enough To Entertain Two Lovers.

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.

Whoso Shrinks From Ideas Ends By Having Nothing But Sensations.

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

The Greatest Thing In This World Is Not So Much Where We Stand As In What Direction We Are Moving.

I Wait For The Morning Of My Tears

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.

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

Nature! We Are Surrounded By Her And Locked In Her Clasp: Powerless To Leave Her, And Powerless To Come Closer To Her. Unasked And Unwarned She Takes Us Up Into The Whirl Of Her Dance, And Hurries On With Us Till We Are Weary And Fall From Her Arms.

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

The Master Proves Himselin Recognizing His Limitations.

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.

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

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.

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.

Let Us Not Dream That Reason Can Ever Be Popular. Passions, Emotions, May Be Made Popular; But Reason Remains Ever The Property Of An Elect Few.

This Is The True Measure Of Love, When We Believe That We Alone Can Love, That No One Could Ever Have Loved So Before Us, And That No One Will Ever Love In The Same Way After Us.

Music Is Liquid Architecture; Architecture Is Frozen Music.

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

Man Errs As Long As He Strives.

Treat People The Way They Are And They Will Stay That Way. Treat People The Way They Can Become And They Will Become That Way.

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.

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

Piety, Like Nobility, Has Its Aristocracy.

Freedom Consists Not In Refusing To Recognize Anything Above Us, But In Respecting Something Which Is Above Us; For By Respecting It, We Raise Ourselves To It, And, By Our Very Acknowledgment, Prove That We Bear Within Ourselves What Is Higher, And Are Worthy To Be On A Level With It.

Each Ten Years Of A Man's Life Has Its Own Fortunes, Its Own Hopes, Its Own Desires.

One Always Has Time Enough, If One Will Apply It Well.

If All These Devils Really Exist It Proves There Must Be Angels, Too.

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

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

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