Johann Wolfgang Von Goethe

Life belongs to the living, and he who lives must be prepared for changes.

It is quite beyond me how anyone can believe God speaks to us in books and stories. If the world does not directly reveal to us our relationship to it, if our hearts fail to tell us what we owe ourselves and others, we shall assuredly not learn it from books, which are at best designed but to give names to our errors.

Whether one show one's self a man of genius in science or compose a song, the only point is, whether the thought, the discovery, the deed, is living and can live on.

Character is formed in the stormy billows of the world.

Every situation--nay, every moment--is of infinite worth; for it is the representative of a whole eternity.

Hold your powers together for something good and let everything go that is for you without result and is not suited to you.

A man sees in the world what he carries in his heart.

Colors are the deeds/ and sufferings of light.

Certain flaws are necessary for the whole. It would seem strange if old friends lacked certain quirks.

One can stand anything except a succession of ordinary days

To be pleased with one's limits is a wretched state.

Misunderstandings and neglect occasion more mischief in the world than malice and wickedness.

A noble person attracts noble people, and knows how to hold on to them.

I have so much in me, and the feeling for her absorbs it all; I have so much, and without her it all comes to nothing.

Being brilliant is no great feat if you respect nothing.

Since you know me and my destiny only too well, you probably also know what attracts me to all unfortunate people.

Knowing is not enough; we must apply. Willing is not enough; we must do.

What is now the foliage moving?_x000D_ _x000D_ Air is still, and hush'd the breeze,_x000D_ _x000D_ Sultriness, this fullness loving,_x000D_ _x000D_ Through the thicket, from the trees._x000D_ _x000D_ Now the eye at once gleams brightly,_x000D_ _x000D_ See! the infant band with mirth_x000D_ _x000D_ Moves and dances nimbly, lightly,_x000D_ _x000D_ As the morning gave it birth,_x000D_ _x000D_ Flutt'ring two and two o'er earth.

To live as one likes is plebian the noble man aspires to order and law.

How can one learn to know oneself? Never by introspection, rather by action.

Where there are no women there are no good manners