Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
Johann WolfgangGoethetə/; German: ; 28 August 1749 – 22 March 1832) was a German writer and statesman. His body of work includes epic and lyric poetry written in a variety of metres and styles; prose and verse dramas; memoirs; an autobiography; literary and aesthetic criticism; treatises on botany, anatomy, and colour; and four novels. In addition, numerous literary and scientific fragments, more than 10,000 letters, and nearly 3,000 drawings by him exist...
NationalityGerman
ProfessionPoet
Date of Birth28 August 1749
CountryGermany
Nature! We live in her midst and know her not. She is incessantly speaking to us, but betrays not her secret. We constantly act upon her, and yet have no power over her. Variant: NATURE! We are surrounded and embraced by her: powerless to separate ourselves from her, and powerless to penetrate beyond her.
Such is the frailty of man that even where he makes the truest and most forcible impression in the memory, in the heart of his beloved, there also he must perish.
Someday perhaps the inner light will shine forth from us, and the we'll need no other light.
Alas! how much there is in education, and in our social institutions, to prepare us and our children for insanity.
If you wish a wise answer, you must put a rational question.
Every man has enough power left to carry out that of which he is convinced.
What chance gathers, she easily scatters. A great person attracts great people and knows how to hold them together.
Mathematicians are like Frenchmen: whatever you say to them they translate into their own language and forthwith it is something entirely different.
Our wishes are presentiments of the abilities that lie in us, harbingers of what we will be able to accomplish.
Yes, my love, who soever lives, loses, . . . but he also wins. [Ger., Ja, meine Liebe, wer lebt, verliebt . . . aber er gewinnt auch.]
Treat people the way they are and they will stay that way. Treat people the way they can become and they will become that way.
If you've never eaten while crying you don t know what life tastes like.
Rest not. Life is sweeping by; go and dare before you die. Something mighty and sublime, leave behind to conquer time.
The best fortune that can fall to a man is that which corrects his defects and makes up for his failings.