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When The Measured Dance Of The Hours Brings Back The Happy Smile Of Spring, The Buried Dead Is Born Again In The Life-glance Of The Sun. The Germs Which Perished To The Eye Within The Cold Breast Of The Earth Spring Up With Joy In The Bright Realm Of Day.

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Friedrich Schiller

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When The Measured Dance Of The Hours Brings Back The Happy Smile Of Spring, The Buried Dead Is Born Again In The Life-glance Of The Sun. The Germs Which Perished To The Eye Within The Cold Breast Of The Earth Spring Up With Joy In The Bright Realm Of Day.

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Let No One Despair, Even Though In The Darkest Night The Last Star Of Hope May Disappear.

Be True, And Thou Shalt Fetter Time With Everlasting Chain.

Full Of Wisdom Are The Ordinations Of Fate.

Chains Of Iron Or Of Silk-both Are Chains.

He Who Neglects The Present Moment Throws Away All He Has.

On Dreary Night Let Lusty Sunshine Fall.

Man Is Made Of Ordinary Things, And Habit Is His Nurse.

Aesthetic Matters Are Fundamental For The Harmonious Development Of Both Society And The Individual.

The May Of Life Blooms Once And Never Again.

A Deep Meaning Often Lies In Old Customs.

Without A Home Must The Soldier Go, A Changeful Wanderer, And Can Warm Himself At No Home-lit Hearth.

Innocence Has A Friend In Heaven.

Courage, Ne'er By Sorrow Broken! Aid Where Tears Of Virtue Flow; Faith To Keep Each Promise Spoken! Truth Alike To Friend And Foe!

The Present Age Has Witnessed An Extraordinary Increase Of A Thinking Public, By The Facilities Afforded To The Diffusion Of Reading; The Former Happy Resignation To Ignorance Begins To Make Way For A State Of Half-enlightenment, And Few Persons Are Willing To Remain In The Condition In Which Their Birth Has Placed Then.

It Does Not Prove A Thing To Be Right Because The Majority Say It Is So.

Happy He Who Learns To Bear What He Cannot Change.

You Make Me Happy

It Is Well For A Man When He Has Learned To Endure What He Cannot Change, And To Give Up With Dignity What He Cannot Retain.

Only Those Who Have The Patience To Do Simple Things Perfectly Will Acquire The Skill To Do Difficult Things Easily.

Grace Is The Beauty Of Form Under The Influence Of Freedom.

O Who Knows What Slumbers In The Background Of The Times?

Wise To Resolve, Patient To Perform.

Seraphs Share With Thee Knowledge; But Art, O Man, Is Thine Alone!

Each State Of The Human Mind Has Some Parable In The Physical Creation By Which It Is Shadowed Forth; Nor Is It Only Artists And Poets, But Even The Most Abstract Thinkers That Have Drawn From This Source. Lively Activity We Name Fire; Time Is A Stream That Rolls On, Sweeping All Before It; Eternity Is A Circle; A Mystery Is Hid In Midnight Gloom, And Truth Dwells In The Sun. Nay, I Begin To Believe That Even The Future Destiny Of The Human Race Is Prefigured In The Dark Oracular Utterances Of Bodily Creation.

No Emperor Has The Power To Dictate To The Heart.

Even In A Righteous Cause Force Is A Fearful Thing.

Only The Soldier Is A Free Man, Because He Can Look Death In The Face.

Man, One May Say, Was Never In Such A Completely Animal Condition; But He Has, On The Other Hand, Never Escaped From It.

There Is No Such Thing As Chance; And What Seem To Us Merest Accident Springs From The Deepest Source Of Destiny.

Love Is Only Known By Him Who Hopelessly Persists In Love.

Why Should I Deem Myself To Be A Chisel, When I Could Be The Artist?

Eternity Gives Nothing Back Of What One Leaves Out Of The Minutes.

Men Show No Mercy And Expect No Mercy, When Honor Calls, Or When They Fight For Their Idols Or Their Gods.

Peace Is Rarely Denied To The Peaceful.

The Mind Is The Eyesight Of The Soul.

Rigor Pushed Too Far Is Sure To Miss Its Aim, However Good, As The Bow Snaps That Is Bent Too Stiffly.

O The Eye's Light Is A Noble Gift Of Heaven! All Beings Live From Light, Each Fair Created Thing; The Very Plants Turn With A Joyful Transport To The Light.

The Very Plants Turn With A Joyful Transport To The Light.

Appearance Should Never Attain Reality, And If Nature Conquers, Then Must Art Retire.

The Dictates Of The Heart Are The Voice Of Fate.

Honor Women! They Entwine And Weave Heavenly Roses In Our Earthly Life.

There Is No Solitude In Nature.

In Love, Jealousy Is The Great Exaggerator.

Even Weak Men When United Are Powerful.

An Axe At Home Saves Hiring A Carpenter.

This Is The Curse Of An Evil Deed, That It Incites And Must Bring Forth More Evil.

Spring Flies, And With It All The Train It Leads; And Flowers, In Fading, Leave Us But Their Seeds.

Man Is Created Free, And Is Free, Even Though Born In Chains.

To Save All We Must Risk All.

If You Would Attain To Your Highest, Go Look Upon A Flower;what The Flower Does Willessly, That Do Willingly.

A Beautiful Soul Has No Other Merit Than Its Own Existence.

He That Is Over-cautious Will Accomplish But Very Little.

No Doubt The Artist Is The Child Of His Time; But Woe To Him If He Is Also Its Disciple, Or Even Its Favorite.

If You Wish To Know Yourself Observe How Others Act. If You Wish To Understand Others Look Into Your Own Heart.

Cling To Thy Native Land, For It Is The Land Of Thy Fathers?

O Tender Yearning, Sweet Hoping! The Golden Time Of First Love! The Eye Sees The Open Heaven, The Heart Is Intoxicated With Bliss; O That The Beautiful Time Of Young Love Could Remain Green Forever.

Love Is The Reward Of Love.

Whoever Fails To Turn Aside The Ills Of Life By Prudent Forethought, Must Submit To Fulfill The Course Of Destiny.

He Who Has Done His Best For His Own Time Has Lived For All Times.

Don't Let Your Heart Depend On Things That Ornament Life In A Fleeting Way! He Who Possesses, Let Him Learn To Lose, He Who Is Fortunate, Let Him Learn Pain.

As Freely As The Firmament Embraces The World, So Mercy Must Encircle Friend And Foe. The Sun Poursforth Impartially His Beams Through All The Regions Of Infinity; Heaven Bestows The Dew Equally On Every Thirsty Plant. Whatever Is Good And Comes From On High Is Universal And Without Reserve: But In The Heart's Recesses Darkness Dwells.

Have Faith. Where'er Thy Bark Is Driven, - The Calm's Disport, The Tempest's Mirth, - Know This: God Rules The Hosts Of Heaven, The Habitants Of Earth.

In The Ardor Of Pursuit Men Soon Forget The Goal From Which They Start.

Great Souls Endure In Silence.

Utility Is The Great Idol Of The Age, To Which All Powers Must Do Service And All Talents Swear Allegiance.

Misery Travels Free Through The Whole World!

If You Have Never Seen Beauty In A Moment Of Suffering, You Have Never Seen Beauty At All. If You Have Never Seen Joy In A Beautiful Face, You Have Never Seen Joy At All.

Forgiveness Is The Finding Again Of A Lost Possession.

It Is Easy To Give Advice From A Port Of Safety.

Fate Hath No Voice But The Heart's Impulse.

The Man Who Fears Nothing Is As Powerful As He Who Is Feared By Everybody.

In A Narrow Circle The Mind Contracts. Man Grows With His Expanded Needs.

The Will Of Man Is His Happiness.

The Mountain Cannot Frighten One Who Was Born On It.

Truth Is More Than A Dream And A Song.

On The Mountains There Is Freedom! The World Is Perfect Everywhere, Save Where Man Comes With His Torment.

The Voice Of The Majority Is No Proof Of Justice.

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O That It Might Remain Eternally Green, The Beautiful Time Of Youthful Love.

Modest Humility Is Beauty's Crown.

I Am Called The Richest Monarch In The Christian World; The Sun In My Dominion Never Sets.

Nothing, It Is True, Is More Common Than For Both Science And Art To Pay Homage To The Spirit Of The Age, And For Creative Taste To Accept The Law Of Critical Taste.

Strange Customs Do Not Thrive In Foreign Soil.

What's Old Collapses, Times Change, And New Life Blossoms In The Ruins.

The Gentlest Man Cannot Live In Peace If It Does Not Please His Wicked Neighbor.

As Noble Art Has Survived Noble Nature, So Too She Marches Ahead Of It, Fashioning And Awakening By Her Inspiration. Before Truth Sends Her Triumphant Light Into The Depths Of The Heart, Imagination Catches Its Rays, And The Peaks Of Humanity Will Be Glowing When Humid Night Still Lingers In The Valleys.

I Am My Own Heaven And Hell!

One Drop Of Hatred Left In The Cup Of Joy Turns The Most Blissful Draught Into Poison.

The Jest Loses Its Point When He Who Makes It Is The First To Laugh.

Revenge Is Barren Of Itself: It Is The Dreadful Food It Feeds On; Its Delight Is Murder, And Its End Is Despair.

To One, Science Is An Exalted Goddess; To Another It Is A Cow Which Provides Him With Butter.

I Am Better Than My Reputation

An Honest Man You May Form Of Windle-straws, But To Make A Rogue You Must Have Grist.

Toil Of Science Swells The Wealth Of Art.

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I Speak With The Eternal Through The Instrument Of Nature, Through The World's History: I Read The Soul Of The Artist In His Apollo.

The Empire Of Saturnus Is Gone By; Lord Of The Secret Birth Of Things Is He; Within The Lap Of Earth, And In The Depths Of The Imagination Dominates; And His Are All Things That Eschew The Light. The Time Is O'er Of Brooding And Contrivance, For Jupiter, The Lustrous, Lordeth Now, And The Dark Work, Complete Of Preparation, He Draws By Force Into The Realm Of Light. Now Must We Hasten On To Action, Ere The Scheme, And Most Auspicious Positure Parts O'er My Head, And Takes Once More Its Flight, For The Heavens Journey Still, And Adjourn Not.

Most Gladly Would I Give The Blood-stained Laurel For The First Violet Which March Brings Us, The Fragrant Pledge Of The New-fledged Year.

Virtue Has Her Heroes Too As Well As Fame And Fortune.

Wine Invents Nothing; It Only Tattles.

The Rich Become Richer And The Poor Become Poorer Is A Cry Heard Throughout The Whole Civilized World.

It Is At The Approach Of Extreme Danger When A Hollow Puppet Can Accomplish Nothing, That Power Falls Into The Mighty Hands Of Nature, Of The Spirit Giant-born, Who Listens Only To Himself, And Knows Nothing Of Compacts.

Accomplish Nothing

Even Now, Nature Is The Only Flame, On Which The Poetic Spirit Feeds; From It Alone It Draws All Its Power, To It Alone It Speaks Even In The Artificial, In The Man Engaged In Culture.

Many A Smiling Face Hides A Mourning Heart; But Grief Alone Teaches Us What We Are.

Secrecy Is For The Happy,--misery, Hopeless Misery, Needs No Veil; Under A Thousand Suns It Dares Act Openly.

Opposition Always Inflames The Enthusiast, Never Converts Him.

Foster The Beautiful, And Every Hour Thou Tallest New Flowers To Birth.

There Is More To Life Than Just Existing And Having A Pleasant Time.

Life Did Not Present Its Sunny Side To Thee.

He, That Noble Prize Possessing He That Boasts A Friend That's True, He Whom Woman's Love Is Blessing, Let Him Join The Chorus Too!

False Fancy Brings Real Misery.

The Painter Is, As To The Execution Of His Work, A Mechanic; But As To His Conception And Spirit And Design He Is Hardly Below Even The Poet.

When The Gods Were More Manlike, Men Were More Godlike.

One Can Give Advice Comfortably From A Safe Port.

We Can Never Replace A Friend. When A Man Is Fortunate Enough To Have Several, He Finds They Are All Different. No One Has A Double In Friendship.

Individual Character Is In The Right That Is In Strict Consistence With Itself. Self-contradiction Is The Only Wrong.

Of All The Possessions Of This Life Fame Is The Noblest; When The Body Has Sunk Into The Dust The Great Name Still Lives.

Against Stupidity, God Himself Fights In Vain.

Time Flies On Restless Pinions - Constant Never.

Man Only Plays When In The Full Meaning Of The Word He Is A Man, And He Is Only Completely A Man When He Plays.

Freedom Exists Only With Power.

If Yon Wish To Be Like The Gods On Earth, To Be Free In The Realms Of The Dead, Pluck Not The Fruit From The Garden! In Appearance It May Glisten To The Eye; But The Perishable Pleasure Of Possession Quickly Avenges The Curse Of Curiosity.

I Know That We Often Tremble At An Empty Terror; Yet The False Fancy Brings A Real Misery.

You Saw His Weakness, And He Will Never Forgive You.

When You Are Not Happy With Your Life, Always Think That Someone Is Happy Simply Because You Exist

As Inclination Changes, Thus Ebbs And Flows The Unstable Tide Of Public Judgment.

Virtue Is No Empty Echo.

To Be Man's Tender Mate Was Woman Born, And In Obeying Nature She Best Serves The Purposes Of Heaven.

Around, Around, Companions All, Take Your Ground, And Name The Bell With Joy Profound! Concordia Is The Word We've Found Most Meet To Express The Harmonious Sound, That Calls To Those In Friendship Bound.

No, No! I Do Nature Injustice. She Gave Us Inventive Faculty, And Set Us Naked, And Helpless On The Shore Of This Great Ocean,--the World; Swim Those Who Can, The Heavy May Go To The Bottom.

A Virtuous Name Is The Precious Only Good, For Which Queens And Peasants' Wives Must Contest Together.

While The Womanly God Demands Our Veneration, The Godlike Woman Kindles Our Love; But While We Allow Ourselves To Melt In The Celestial Loveliness, The Celestial Self-sufficiency Holds Us Back In Awe.

Think With Awe On The Slow And Quiet Power Of Time.

As Freely As The Firmament Embraces The World, Or The Sun Pours Forth Impartially His Beams, So Mercy Must Encircle Both Friend And Foe.

Joy, In Nature's Wide Dominion, Mightiest Cause Of All Is Found; And 'tis Joy That Moves The Pinion When The Wheel Of Time Goes Round.

Emulation Is A Noble And Just Passion, Full Of Appreciation.

Joy All Creatures Drink At Nature's Bosoms.

The Happy Man Does Not Notice The Flight Of Time.

He Who Considers Too Much Will Perform Little.

When The Wine Goes In, Strange Things Come Out.

Gray Hairs Are Death's Blossoms.

Have Hope. Though Clouds Environs Now, And Gladness Hides Her Face In Scorn, Put Thou The Shadow From Thy Brow, - No Night But Hath Its Morn.

Our Safety Is Not In Blindness, But In Facing Our Dangers.

Where There Is Much Freedom There Is Much Error.

We Are Too Prone To Find Fault; Let Us Look For Some Of The Perfections.

Satisfy A Few To Please Many Is Bad.

Ah, To That Far Distant Strand Bridge There Was Not To Convey, Not A Bark Was Near At Hand, Yet True Love Soon Found The Way.

Art Is The Daughter Of Freedom.

O Jealousy! Thou Magnifier Of Trifles.

Every Great Mind Seeks To Labor For Eternity. All Men Are Captivated By Immediate Advantages; Great Minds Alone Are Excited By The Prospect Of Distant Good.

The Dignity Of Man Into Your Hands Is Given; Oh, Keep It Well, With You It Sinks Or Lifts Itself To Heaven.

It Is Only Through The Morning Gate Of The Beautiful That You Can Penetrate Into The Realm Of Knowledge. That Which We Feel Here As Beauty We Shall One Day Know As Truth.

No Cause Has He To Say His Doom Is Harsh, Who's Made The Master Of His Destiny.

Arrow-swift The Present Sweepeth, And Motionless Forever Stands The Past.

The Reason For You Complaint Lies, It Seems To Me, In The Constraint Which Your Intellect Imposes Upon Your Imagination. Here I Will Make An Observation, And Illustrate It By An Allegory. Apparently, It Is Not Good-and Indeed It Hinders The Creative Work Of The Mind-if The If The Intellect Examines Too Closely The Ideas Pouring In, As It Were, At The Gates.

In A Narrow Circle The Mind Grows Narrow. The More One Expands, The Larger Their Aims.

Song Forbids Victorious Deeds To Die.

If Thou Art Something Bring Thy Soul And Interchange With Mine. - Johann Christoph Friedrich Von Schiller.

The Greeks Put Us To Shame Not Only By Their Simplicity, Which Is Foreign To Our Age; They Are At The Same Time Our Rivals, Nay, Frequently Our Models, In Those Very Points Of Superiority From Which We Seek Comfort When Regretting The Unnatural Character Of Our Manners. We See That Remarkable People Uniting At Once Fullness Of Form And Fullness Of Substance, Both Philosophising And Creating, Both Tender And Energetic, Uniting A Youthful Fancy To The Virility Of Reason In A Glorious Humanity.

Stubbornness Is Not Firmness.

He That Is Overcautious Will Accomplish Little.

The Great Happiness Of Life, I Find, After All, To Consist In The Regular Discharge Of Some Mechanical Duty.

Obedience Decks The Christian Most.

Cowards Have Done Good And Kind Actions, But A Coward Never Pardoned.

You Have To Go The Rounds From Individual To Individual In Order To Gather The Totality Of The Race.

It Is Not The Mere Station Of Life That Stamps The Value On Us, But The Manner In Which We Act Our Part.

Alas! When Duty Grows Thy Law, Enjoyment Fades Away.

History, Insofar As It Accustoms Human Beings To Comprehend The Whole Of The Past And To Hasten Forward With Its Conclusions Into The Far Future, Conceals The Boundaries Of Birth And Death, Which Enclose The Life Of The Human Being So Narrowly And Oppressively, And With A Kind Of Optical Illusion, Expands His Short Existence Into Endless Space, Leading The Individual Imperceptibly Over Into Humanity.

The Iron Chain And The Silken Cord Are Both Equally Bonds.

Soon Is The Struggle Past, And To The Earth, To The Eternal Sun, I Render Back These Atoms, Joined In Me For Pain And Pleasure.

Sorrow Is Brief But Joy Is Endless

A Noble Heart Will Always Capitulate To Reason.

What Else Is Chance But The Rude Stone Which Receives Its Life From The Sculptor's Hand? Providence Gives Us Chance, And Man Must Mould It To His Own Designs.

Let Him That Sows The Serpent's Teeth Not Hope To Reap A Joyous Harvest. Every Crime Has, In The Moment Of Its Perpetration, Its Own Avenging Angel,--dark Misgivings At The Inmost Heart.

Utility Is The Great Idol Of The Age, To Which All Powers Must Do Service And All Talents Swear Allegiance. In This Great Balance Of Utility, The Spiritual Service Of Art Has No Weight, And, Deprived Of All Encouragement, It Vanishes From The Noisy Vanity Fair Of Our Time.

Like A Dart The Present Glances, Silent Stands The Past Sublime.

Fear Of Death Is Worse Than Dying.

Truth Suffers No Loss If A Vehement Youth Fails In Finding It, In The Same Way That Virtue And Religion Suffer No Detriment If A Criminal Denies Them.

Many A Crown Shines Spotless Now That Yet Was Deeply Sullied In The Winning.

The Game Of Life Looks Cheerful When One Carries A Treasure Safe In His Heart.

Live With Your Century; But Do Not Be Its Creature.

Have Love. Not Love Alone For One, But Man As Man They Brother Call; And Scatter Like The Circling Sun Thy Charities On All.

Folly, Thou Conquerest, And I Must Yield! Against Stupidity The Very Gods Themselves Contend In Vain. Exalted Reason, Resplendent Daughter Of The Head Divine, Wise Foundress Of The System Of The World, Guide Of The Stars, Who Are Thou Then, If Thou, Bound To The Tail Of Folly's Uncurb'd Steed, Must, Vainly Shrieking, With The Drunken Crowd, Eyes Open, Plunge Down Headlong In The Abyss.

Historians Are Prophets With Their Face Turned Backward.

The Strong Man Is Strongest When Alone.

The Lemonade Is Weak, Like Your Soul.

Art Is Difficult, Transient Is Her Reward.

The World's History Is Constant, Like The Laws Of Nature, And Simple, Like The Souls Of Men. The Same Conditions Continually Produce The Same Results.

Every Man Stamps His Value On Himself... Man Is Made Great Or Small By His Own Will.

Will It, And Set To Work Briskly.

Ever Building, Building To The Clouds, Still Building Higher, And Never Reflecting That The Poor Narrow Basis Cannot Sustain The Giddy Tottering Column.

Against Stupidity The Very Gods Themselves Contend In Vain.

Not Without A Shudder May The Human Hand Reach Into The Mysterious Urn Of Destiny.

All Things Must; Man Is The Only Creature That Wills.

I Have Enjoyed Earthly Happiness, I Have Lived And Loved.

Sentimental Poetry Differs From Naive Poetry In That It Relates The Real State At Which The Latter Stops To Ideas And Applies Ideas To That Reality.

The Key To Education Is The Experience Of Beauty.

The Greater Part Of Humanity Is Too Much Harassed And Fatigued By The Struggle With Want, To Rally Itself For A New And Sterner Struggle With Error.

Anyone Taken As An Individual Is Tolerably Sensible And Reasonable - As A Member Of A Crowd, He At Once Becomes A Blockhead.

Power Is The Most Persuasive Rhetoric.

Regarded In Isolation, An Idea May Be Quite Insignificant, And Venturesome In The Extreme, But It May Acquire Importance From An Idea Which Follows It; Perhaps, In A Certain Collocation With Other Ideas, Which May Seem Equally Absurd, It May Be Capable Of Furnishing A Very Serviceable Link.

A Sublime Soul Can Rise To All Kinds Of Greatness, But By An Effort; It Can Tear Itself From All Bondage, To All That Limits And Constrains It, But Only By Strength Of Will. Consequently The Sublime Soul Is Only Free By Broken Efforts.

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