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
The philosopher must station themselves in the middle.
When we treat man as he is, we make him worse than he is; when we treat him as if he already were what he potentially could be, we make him what he should be.
To see I was born, To look is my call, To the tower sworn, I delight in all. I glance out far, And see what is near... You blessed eyes, What you saw everywhere,
There is nothing more frightful than imagination without taste.
When a wife has a good husband it is easily seen in her face.
Why do we hear such everlasting negative talk! People all imagine they'll be giving something away if they recognize the least bit of merit.
To be loved for what one is, is the greatest exception. The great majority love in others only what they lend him, their own selves, their version of him.
Yes! To this thought I hold with firm persistence; The last result of wisdom stamps it true; He only earns his freedom and existence Who daily conquers them anew.
We lay aside letters never to read them again, and at last we destroy them out of discretion, and so disappears the most beautiful, the most immediate breath of life, irrecoverable for ourselves and for others.
Trust yourself, then you will know how to live.
Nature alone is illimitably rich, and Nature alone forms the great artist.
For a man to achieve all that is demanded of him, he must regard himself as greater than he is
Then indecision brings its own delays,And days are lost lamenting o'er lost days.Are you in earnest? Seize this very minute;What you can do, or dream you can, begin it;Boldness has genius, power and magic in it.
Daring ideas are like chessmen moved forward. They may be beaten, but they may start a winning game.