Johann Wolfgang von Goethe ( 10 of 179 )
Hatred is active, and envy passive dislike; there is but one step from envy to hate.
Hatred is active, and envy passive dislike; there is but one step from envy to hate.
Mysteries are not necessarily miracles.
Mysteries are not necessarily miracles.
Gifts come from above in their own peculiar forms.
[Ger., Die Gaben
Kommen von oben herab, in read more
Gifts come from above in their own peculiar forms.
[Ger., Die Gaben
Kommen von oben herab, in ihren eignen Gestalten.]
Whatever you do, or dream you can, begin it. Boldness has genius and power and magic in it.
Whatever you do, or dream you can, begin it. Boldness has genius and power and magic in it.
The Evil One has left, the evil ones remain.
[Ger., Den Bosen sind sie los, die Bosen sind geblieben.]
The Evil One has left, the evil ones remain.
[Ger., Den Bosen sind sie los, die Bosen sind geblieben.]
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
No one would talk much in society if they knew how often they misunderstood others.
No one would talk much in society if they knew how often they misunderstood others.
Properly speaking, such work is never finished; one must declare
it so when, according to time and circumstances, one read more
Properly speaking, such work is never finished; one must declare
it so when, according to time and circumstances, one has done
one's best.
[Ger., So eine Arbeit wird eigentlich nie fertig; man muss sie
fur fertig erklaren, wenn man nach Zeit und Umstand das
Moglichste getan hat.]
A man should hear a little music, read a little poetry, and see a fine picture every day of his read more
A man should hear a little music, read a little poetry, and see a fine picture every day of his life, in order that worldly cares may not obliterate the sense of the beautiful which God has implanted in the human soul.
Whoever gives himself up to solitude,
Ah! he is soon alone.
[Ger., Wer sich der Einsamkeit ergiebt,
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Whoever gives himself up to solitude,
Ah! he is soon alone.
[Ger., Wer sich der Einsamkeit ergiebt,
Ach! der ist bald allein.]
