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When We See The Many Grave-stones Which Have Fallen In, Which Have Been Defaced By The Footsteps Of The Congregation, Which Lie Buried Under The Ruins Of The Churches, That Have Themselves Crumbled Together Over Them; We May Fancy The Life After Death To Be As A Second Life, Into Which Man Enters In The Figure, Or The Picture Or The Inscription, And Lives Longer There Than When He Was Really Alive. But This Figure Also, This Second Existence, Dies Out Too, Sooner Or Later. Time Will Not Allow Himself To Be Cheated Of His Rights With The Monuments Of Men Or With Themselves.

-Johann Wolfgang Von Goethe

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When We See The Many Grave-stones Which Have Fallen In, Which Have Been Defaced By The Footsteps Of The Congregation, Which Lie Buried Under The Ruins Of The Churches, That Have Themselves Crumbled Together Over Them; We May Fancy The Life After Death To Be As A Second Life, Into Which Man Enters In The Figure, Or The Picture Or The Inscription, And Lives Longer There Than When He Was Really Alive. But This Figure Also, This Second Existence, Dies Out Too, Sooner Or Later. Time Will Not Allow Himself To Be Cheated Of His Rights With The Monuments Of Men Or With Themselves.

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

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True Love Is Love That Stays Constant For Ever, Whatever It's Fortune; Whether Requited Or Scored, Filled Or Sent Empty Away.

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He Who Does Not Stretch Himself According To The Coverlet Finds His Feet Uncovered.

To Tremble Before Anticipated Evils Is To Bemoan What Thou Hast Never Lost.

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I Am Fully Convinced That The Soul Is Indestructible, And Its Activity Will Continue Through Eternity.

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.

There Is Nothing More Frightful Than For A Teacher To Know Only What His Scholars Are Intended To Know.

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 Threshold Is The Place Of Expectation.

The Old Lose One Of The Greatest Privileges Of Man, For They Are No Longer Judged By Their Contemporaries.

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.

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The World Is Full Of Contradiction.

What Chance Gathers, She Easily Scatters. A Great Person Attracts Great People And Knows How To Hold Them Together.

The Sea Is Flowing Ever, The Land Retains It Never.

An Angel! Nonsense! Everybody So Describes His Mistress; And Yet I Find It Impossible To Tell You How Perfect She Is, Or Why She Is So Perfect: Suffice It To Say She Has Captivated All My Senses.

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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.

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No Sacred Fane Requires Us To Submit To Insult.

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All Perishable Is But An Allegory.

The Brilliant Passes, Like The Dew At Morn; The True Endures, For Ages Yet Unborn.

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

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Nothing Is True, But That Which Is Simple.

He Who Does Not Expect A Million Readers Should Not Write A Line.

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

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.

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

Hope Is The Second Soul Of The Unhappy.

To Be Pleased With One's Limits Is A Wretched State.

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How Circumscribed Is Woman's Destiny!

The Dangers Of Life Are Infinite, And Among Them Is Safety.

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At Bottom, No Real Object Is Unpoetical, If The Poet Knows How To Use It Properly.

The World Runs On From One Folly To Another; And The Man Who, Solely From Regard To The Opinion Of Others, And Without Any Wish Or Necessity Of His Own, Toils After Gold, Honour, Or Any Other Phantom, Is No Better Than A Fool.

The Longer I Live, The More It Grieves Me To See Man, Who Occupies His Supreme Place For The Very Purpose Of Imposing His Will Upon Nature, And Freeing Himself And His From An Outrageous Necessity--to See Him Taken Up With Some False Notion, And Doing Just The Opposite Of What He Wants To Do; And Then, Because The Whole Bent Of His Mind Is Spoilt, Bungling Miserably Over Everything.

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.

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