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
Do thine own task, and be therewith content.
After fifteen minutes nobody looks at a rainbow.
Unrest and uncertainty are our lot.
Hypotheses are only the pieces of scaffolding which are erected round a building during the course of construction, and which are taken away as soon as the edifice is completed.
One's roused by this, another finds that fit: Each loves the play for what he brings to it.
Thank God when he oppresses you, and again when he releases you.
The brilliant passes, like the dew at morn; The true endures, for ages yet unborn.
Let there be truth between us.
Always to distrust is an error, as well as always to trust.
I let everyone follow his own bent, that I may be free to follow mine.
There is nothing more frightful than for a teacher to know only what his scholars are intended to know.
Each traveler should know what he has to see, and what properly belongs to him, on a journey.
One says a lot in vain, refusing; The other mainly hears the "No.
All theory, my friend, is grey, But green is life's glad golden tree.