Maxioms by Johann Wolfgang Von Goethe
Who is the happiest of men? He who values the merits of others,
And in their pleasure takes joy, read more
Who is the happiest of men? He who values the merits of others,
And in their pleasure takes joy, even as though t'were his own.
Nothing hurts a new truth more than an old error
Nothing hurts a new truth more than an old error
Nature is beneficent. I praise her and all her works. She is silent and wise. She is cunning, but for read more
Nature is beneficent. I praise her and all her works. She is silent and wise. She is cunning, but for good ends. She has brought me here and will also lead me away. She may scold me, but she will not hate her work. I trust her.
If you start to think about your physical or moral condition, you usually find that you are sick.
If you start to think about your physical or moral condition, you usually find that you are sick.
Only the heart without a stain knows perfect ease.
[Ger., Ganz unbefleckt geniesst sich nur das Herz.]
Only the heart without a stain knows perfect ease.
[Ger., Ganz unbefleckt geniesst sich nur das Herz.]
