Johann Wolfgang von Goethe

There was a king of Thule,
Was faithful till the grave,
To whom his mistress dying,
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There was a king of Thule,
Was faithful till the grave,
To whom his mistress dying,
A golden goblet gave.
[Ger., Es war ein Konig in Tule
Gar treu bis an das Grab,
Dem sterbend seine Buhle
Einen gold'nen Becher gab.]

We are never deceived; we deceive ourselves.

We are never deceived; we deceive ourselves.

The work of art may have a moral effect, but to demand moral purpose from the artist is to make read more

The work of art may have a moral effect, but to demand moral purpose from the artist is to make him ruin his work

Loving is a feeling that brings both joy and pain to my heart. Joy from being with you, being filled read more

Loving is a feeling that brings both joy and pain to my heart. Joy from being with you, being filled with an emotion so deep and tender that no other feeling can compare. Pain from knowing that I'm so in love, that I'm more vulnerable than I've ever

A fiery chariot, borne on buoyant pinions,
Sweeps near me now! I soon shall ready be
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A fiery chariot, borne on buoyant pinions,
Sweeps near me now! I soon shall ready be
To pierce the ther's high, unknown dominions,
To reach new spheres of pure activity!