Johann Wolfgang Von Goethe

Money lost, something lost. Honor lost, much lost. Courage lost, everything lost-better you were never born

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.

One cannot always be a hero, but one can always be a man.

Whoever strikes at marriage either by word or act undermines the foundation of all moral society.

Properly speaking, such work is never finished; one must declare it so when, according to time and circumstances, one has done one's best.

Take life too seriously, and what is it worth? If the morning wake us to no new joys, if the evening bring us not the hopes of new pleasures, is it worth while to dress and undress? Does the sun shine on me today that I may reflect on yesterday? That I may endeavor to foresee and control what can neither be foreseen nor controlled - the destiny of tomorrow?

Viewed from the summit of reason, all life looks like a malignant disease and the world like a madhouse.

And what does really matter? That is easy: thinking and doing, doing and thinking--and these are the sum of all wisdom. . . . Both must move ever onward in life, to and fro, like breathing in and breathing out.

Alas! sorrow from happiness is oft evolved.

I never believed in trying to do anything. Whatever I set out to do I found I had already accomplished.

There is nothing by which men display their character so much as in what they consider ridiculous... Fools and sensible men are equally innocuous. It is in the half fools and the half wise that the great danger lies.

For the nature of women is closely allied to art

The style of an author is a faithful copy of his mind.

Life teaches us to be less harsh with ourselves and with others.

How fair doth Nature_x000D_ _x000D_ Appear again!_x000D_ _x000D_ How bright the sunbeams!_x000D_ _x000D_ How smiles the plain! _x000D_ _x000D_ The flow'rs are bursting_x000D_ _x000D_ From ev'ry bough,_x000D_ _x000D_ And thousand voices_x000D_ _x000D_ Each bush yields now. _x000D_ _x000D_ And joy and gladness_x000D_ _x000D_ Fill ev'ry breast!_x000D_ _x000D_ Oh earth!-oh sunlight!_x000D_ _x000D_ Oh rapture blest! _x000D_ _x000D_ Oh love! oh loved one!

It has been said that figures rule the world. Maybe. But I am sure that figures show us whether it is being ruled well or badly.

Oh how sweet it is to hear one's own convictions from another's lips.

The greatest piece of folly is that every man thinks himself compelled to hand down what people think they have known.

When intelligent and sensible people despise knowledge in their old age, it is only because they have asked too much of it and of themselves.

The history of knowledge is a great fugue in which the voices of the nations one after the other emerge.

The history of science is science itself; the history of the individual, the individual.