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With The Growth Of Knowledge Our Ideas Must From Time To Time Be Organized Afresh. The Change Takes Place Usually In Accordance With New Maxims As They Arise, But It Always Remains Provisional.

-Johann Wolfgang Von Goethe

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With The Growth Of Knowledge Our Ideas Must From Time To Time Be Organized Afresh. The Change Takes Place Usually In Accordance With New Maxims As They Arise, But It Always Remains Provisional.

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So Long As You Live And Work, You Will Be Misunderstood; To That You Must Resign Yourself Once And For All. Be Silent!

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Words Are Good, But There Is Something Better. The Best Cannot Be Explained By Words. The Spirit In Which We Act Is The Chief Matter. Action Can Only Be Only Understood And Represented By The Spirit.

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Basic Characteristics Of An Individual Organism: To Divide, To Unite, To Merge Into The Universal, To Abide In The Particular, To Transform Itself, To Define Itself, And As Living Things Tend To Appear Under A Thousand Conditions, To Arise And Vanish, To Solidify And Melt, To Freeze And Flow, To Expand And Contract. Since These Effects Occur Together, Any Or All May Occur At The Same Moment.

Very Few People Love Others For What They Are; Rather, They Love What They Lend Them, Their Own Selves, Their Own Idea Of Them.

Were Not The Eye Made To Receive The Rays Of The Sun, It Could Not Behold The Sun; If The Peculiar Power Of God Lay Not In Us, How Could The Godlike Charm Us?

The Beautiful Is A Phenomenon Which Is Never Apparent Of Itself, But Is Reflected In A Thousand Different Works Of The Creator.

There Is No Patriotic Art And No Patriotic Science.

The Whole Art Of Living Consists In Giving Up Existence In Order To Exist.

Correction Does Much, But Encouragement Does More. Encouragement After Censure Is As The Sun After A Shower.

If We Meet Someone Who Owes Us A Debt Of Gratitude, We Remember The Fact At Once. How Often We Can Meet Someone To Whom We Owe A Debt Of Gratitude Without Thinking About It At All!

Music, In The Best Sense, Does Not Require Novelty; Nay, The Older It Is, And The More We Are Accustomed To It, The Greater Its Effect.

Life Is The Childhood Of Our Immortality.

The Most Happy Man Is He Who Knows How To Bring Into Relation The End And Beginning Of His Life.

Willing Is Not Enough, We Must Do.

What We Do Not Understand We Do Not Possess.

Everything Great And Intelligent Is In The Minority

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

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

As In Rome There Is, Apart From The Romans, A Population Of Statues, So Apart From This Real World There Is A World Of Illusion, Almost More Potent, In Which Most Men Live.

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It Is Unpleasant To Miss Even The Most Trifling Thing To Which We Have Been Accustomed.

A Vi'let On The Meadow Grew, That No One Saw, That No One Knew, It Was A Modest Flower. A Shepherdess Pass'd By That Way-- Light Footed, Pretty And So Gay; That Way She Came, Softly Warbling Forth Her Lay.

Whatever We May Say Against Collections, Which Present Authors In A Disjointed Form, They Nevertheless Bring About Many Excellent Results. We Are Not Always So Composed, So Full Of Wisdom, That We Are Able To Take In At Once The Whole Scope Of A Work According To Its Merits. Do We Not Mark In A Book Passages Which Seem To Have A Direct Reference To Ourselves? Young People Especially, Who Have Failed In Acquiring A Complete Cultivation Of Mind, Are Roused In A Praiseworthy Way By Brilliant Passages.

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

All The Knowledge I Possess Everyone Else Can Acquire, But My Heart Is All My Own.

The Biggest Problem With Every Art Is By The Use Of Appearance To Create A Loftier Reality.

Let Everyone Sweep In Front Of His Own Door, And The Whole World Will Be Clean.

Let Us Live In As Small A Circle As We Will, We Are Either Debtors Or Creditors Before We Have Had Time To Look Around.

Happy Contractedness Of Youth, Nay, Of Mankind In General, That They Think Neither Of The High Nor The Deep, Of The True Nor The False, But Only Of What Is Suited To Their Own Conceptions.

Analysis And Synthesis Are Both As Necessary To The Thinking Spirit As Inspiration And Expiration To The Organism.

Where There Are No Women There Are No Good Manners

Every Day I Observe More And More The Folly Of Judging Of Others By Ourselves; And I Have So Much Trouble With Myself, And My Own Heart Is In Such Constant Agitation, That I Am Well Content To Let Others Pursue Their Own Course, If They Only Allow Me The Same Privilege.

If You Wish To Advance Into The Infinite, Explore The Finite In All Directions.

All Truly Wise Thoughts Have Been Thought Already Thousands Of Times; But To Make Them Truly Ours, We Must Think Them Over Again Honestly, Until They Take Root In Our Personal Experience.

Light Has Called Forth One Organ To Become Its Like, And Thus The Eye Is Formed By The Light And For The Light So That The Inner Light May Emerge To Meet The Outer Light.

Wanted: A Dog That Neither Barks Nor Bites, Eats Broken Glass And Shits Diamonds.

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.

What You Desire When Young, You Have In Abundance When Old.

What Am I Then...? Everything That I Have Seen, Heard, And Observed I Have Collected And Exploited. My Works Have Been Nourished By Countless Different Individuals, By Innocent And Wise Ones, People Of Intelligence And Dunces. Childhood, Maturity And Old Age All Have Brought Me Their Thoughts....their Perspectives On Life. I Have Often Reaped What Others Have Sowed. My Work Is The Work Of A Collective Being That Bears The Name Goethe.

Sin Writes Histories, Goodness Is Silent.

Beware Of A Man Of One Book.

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.

He Who Knows No Foreign Languages Knows Nothing Of His Own.

All Lyrical Work Must, As A Whole, Be Perfectly Intelligible, But In Some Particulars A Little Unintelligible.

Woman Is Mistress Of The Art Of Completely Imbittering The Life Of The Person On Whom She Depends.

What Is Fruitful Alone Is True.

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

The Rabble Also Vent Their Rage In Words. [ger., Es Macht Das Volk Sich Auch Mit Worten Lust.]

Dream No Small Dreams For They Have No Power To Move The Hearts Of Men.

When I Make A Mistake Everyone Can See It, But Not When I Lie.

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

Generally Speaking, An Author's Style Is A Faithful Copy Of His Mind. If You Would Write A Lucid Style, Let There First Be Light In Your Own Mind; And If You Would Write A Grand Style, You Ought To Have A Grand Character.

Everything That Frees Our Spirit Without Giving Us Control Of Ourselves Is Ruinous.

Tomorrow Sees Undone, What Happens Not To-day; Still Forward Press, Nor Never Tire! The Possible, With Steadfast Trust, Resolve Should Be By The Forelock Grasp. Then She Will Ne'er Let Go Her Clasp, And Labors On, Because She Must.

A Flippant, Frivolous Man May Ridicule Others, May Controvert Them, Scorn Them; But He Who Has Any Respect For Himself Seems To Have Renounced The Right Of Thinking Meanly Of Others.

Do Thine Own Task, And Be Therewith Content.

I Am The Spirit That Denies.

Out Of Moderation A Pure Happiness Springs.

Habit Is A Man's Sole Comfort. We Dislike Doing Without Even Unpleasant Things To Which We Have Become Accustomed.

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