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
If all these devils really exist it proves there must be angels, too.
Solitude is fine when you are at peace with yourself and have something definite to do.
The flowers are full of honey, but only the bee finds out the sweetness.
The world is full of contradiction.
Limitation of aims is the mother of wisdom and the secret of achievement.
Writing is busy idleness.
Conscience is the virtue of the observers not the agents of action
Nothing is more odious than the majority, for it consists of a few powerful leaders, a certain number of accommodating scoundrels and submissive weaklings, and a mass of men who trot after them without thinking, or knowing their own minds.
Why look for conspiracy when stupidity can explain so much
Oh, happy he who still hopes he can emerge from Error's boundless sea! - Faust.
He who can not learn to love must flatter.
To know of someone here and there whom we accord with, who is living on with us, even in silence - - this makes our earthly ball a peopled garden.
Battle not with monsters, for then you become one.
There is no patriotic art.