Jean Paul
Jean Paul
Jean Paul, born Johann Paul Friedrich Richter, was a German Romantic writer, best known for his humorous novels and stories...
NationalityGerman
ProfessionAuthor
Date of Birth21 March 1763
CountryGermany
memories loss men
Two aged men, that had been foes for life, Met by a grave, and wept - and in those tears They washed away the memory of their strife; Then wept again the loss of all those years.
memories heart age
Memory, wit, fancy, acuteness, cannot grow young again in old age, but the heart can.
memories paradise recollection
Recollection is the only paradise from which we cannot be turned out.
memories past squares
As for the square at Meknes, where I used to go every day, it's even simpler: I do not see it at all anymore. All that remains is the vague feeling that it was charming, and these five words that are indivisibly bound together: a charming square at Meknes. ... I don't see anything any more: I can search the past in vain, I can only find these scraps of images and I am not sure what they represent, whether they are memories or just fiction.
memories cutting men
Love or hatred calls for self-surrender. He cuts a fine figure, the warm-blooded, prosperous man, solidly entrenched in his well-being, who one fine day surrenders all to love—or to hatred; himself, his house, his land, his memories.
memories past trying
I construct my memories with my present. I am lost, abandoned in the present. I try in vain to rejoin the past: I cannot escape.
dancing develop exercise exercises muscles powers single
Other exercises develop single powers and muscles, but dancing embellishes, exercises, and equalizes all the muscles at once.
body brevity soul
Brevity is the body and soul of wit.
action good ordinary
Do not wait for extraordinary circumstances to do good action; try to use ordinary situations.
cares die difficult former latter sorrow throw
Cares are often more difficult to throw off than sorrows; the latter die with time, the former grow.
gathered idleness miseries
Idleness is many gathered miseries in one name.
laughs laughter profoundly sad
No one is more profoundly sad as one who laughs too much.
clearer escaped hourglass wisdom
The more sand that has escaped from the hourglass of our life, the clearer we should see through it.
ennoble good sons
Good actions ennoble us, we are the sons of our own deeds.