That is the true season of love; when we believe that we alone can love, that no one could ever have loved as much before, and that no one will ever love in the same way again.

Quote by Johann Wolfgang Von Goethe

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There is nothing worse than aggressive stupidity.

There is nothing worse than aggressive stupidity.

Only by joy and sorrow does a person know anything about themselves and their destiny....

Only by joy and sorrow does a person know anything about themselves and their destiny....

What life half gives a man, posterity gives entirely.

What life half gives a man, posterity gives entirely.

As soon as you trust yourself, you will know how to live.

As soon as you trust yourself, you will know how to live.

There would be far less suffering in the world if human beings-God knows why they...

There would be far less suffering in the world if human beings-God knows why they...

How shall we learn to know ourselves? By reflection? Never; but only through action. Strive...

How shall we learn to know ourselves? By reflection? Never; but only through action. Strive...

Nature is beneficent. I praise her and all her works. She is silent and wise....

Nature is beneficent. I praise her and all her works. She is silent and wise....

One is led astray alike by sympathy and coldness, by praise and by blame

One is led astray alike by sympathy and coldness, by praise and by blame

Doubt grows with knowledge.

Doubt grows with knowledge.

Happiness is a ball after which we run wherever it rolls, and we push it...

Happiness is a ball after which we run wherever it rolls, and we push it...

Correction does much, but encouragement does more.

Correction does much, but encouragement does more.

Each has his own happiness in his hands, as the artist handles the rude clay...

Each has his own happiness in his hands, as the artist handles the rude clay...

A person hears only what they understand.

A person hears only what they understand.

Superstition is poetry of life, so that it does not injure the poet to be...

Superstition is poetry of life, so that it does not injure the poet to be...

One must ask children and birds how cherries and strawberries taste.

One must ask children and birds how cherries and strawberries taste.

Death is a commingling of eternity with time; in the death of a good man,...

Death is a commingling of eternity with time; in the death of a good man,...

It seems to never occur to fools that merit and good fortune are closely united.

It seems to never occur to fools that merit and good fortune are closely united.

Character is formed in the stormy billows of the world.

Character is formed in the stormy billows of the world.

If God had wanted me otherwise, He would have created me otherwise.

If God had wanted me otherwise, He would have created me otherwise.

Self-knowledge comes from knowing other men.

Self-knowledge comes from knowing other men.