Maurice Maeterlinck
Maurice Maeterlinck
Maurice Polydore Marie Bernard MaeterlinckMaeterlinck from 1932; in Belgium, in France; 29 August 1862 – 6 May 1949) was a Belgian playwright, poet, and essayist who was a Fleming, but wrote in French. He was awarded the Nobel Prize in Literature in 1911 "in appreciation of his many-sided literary activities, and especially of his dramatic works, which are distinguished by a wealth of imagination and by a poetic fancy, which reveals, sometimes in the guise of a fairy...
NationalityBelgian
ProfessionPlaywright
Date of Birth29 August 1862
CountryBelgium
If you love yourself meanly, childishly, timidly, even so shall you love your neighbor.
At every crossroads on the path that leads to the future, tradition has placed 10,000 men to guard the past.
Happiness is rarely absent; it is we that know not of its presence.
Do we not all spend the greater part of our lives under the shadow of an event that has not yet come to pass?.
Silence is the element in which great things fashion themselves.
We possess only the happiness we are able to understand.
The manner in which the hours of freedom are spent determines, no less than labor and war, the moral worth of a nation.
Each man has to seek out his own special aptitude for a higher life in the midst of the humble and inevitable reality of daily existence. Than this, there can be no nobler aim in life.
The decent moderation of today will be the least of human things tomorrow. At the time of the Spanish Inquisition, the opinion of good sense and of the good medium was certainly that people ought not to burn too large a number of heretics; extreme and unreasonable opinion obviously demanded that they should burn none at all.