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
People of a vertain rank will always keep a cool distance from common people, as if they were afraid to lose their dignity by too much familiarity.
When the boy begins to understand that the visible point is preceded by an invisible point, that the shortest distance between two points is conceived as a straight line before it is ever drawn with pencil and paper...the fountain of all thought has been opened to him...the philosopher can reveal him nothing new, as a geometrician he has discovered the basis of all thought.
Normally, the sciences distance themselves from life and the return to it via a detour.
Distance... is like futurity. A dim vastness is spread before our souls; the perceptions of our mind are as obscure as those of our vision... But alas! when we have attained our object, when the distant 'there' becomes the present 'here,' all is changed; we are as poor and circumscribed as ever, and our souls still languish for unattainable happiness.
To know someone here or there with whom you can feel there is understanding in spite of distances or thoughts expressed That can make life a garden.
The phrases men are accustomed to repeat incessantly, end by becoming convictions and ossify the organs of intelligence
The philosopher must station themselves in the middle.
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.
Trust yourself, then you will know how to live.
We cannot possess what we do not understand
You had better live your best, think your best and do your best today...for today will soon be tomorrow and tomorrow will soon be forever
Those who know nothing of foreign languages, knows nothing of their own.