Generosity wins favour for everyone, especially when it is accompanied by modesty.

At bottom, no real object is unpoetical, if the poet knows how to use it properly.

All sects seem to me to be right in what they assert, and wrong in what they deny.

Every bird has its decoy, and every man is led and misled in his own peculiar way.

Everything that frees our spirit without giving us control of ourselves is ruinous.

What I possess I would gladly retain. Change amuses the mind, yet scarcely profits.

Perfection is the measure of heaven, and the wish to be perfect the measure of man.

Lay hold of life with both hands, whenever thou mayest seize it, it is interesting.

Because everyone uses language to talk, everyone thinks he can talk about language.

No one would talk much in society if they knew how often they misunderstood others.

The fine emotions whence our lives we mold Lie in the earthly tumult dumb and cold.

Confronted by outstanding merit, there is no way of saving one's ego except by love

There is nothing insignificant in the world. It all depends on how one looks at it.

He who does not stretch himself according to the coverlet finds his feet uncovered.

Thou tremblest before anticipated ills, and still bemoanest what thou never losest.

A good man, through obscurest aspirations Has still an instinct of the one true way.

In every artist there is a touch of audacity without which no talent is conceivable.

There is no greater consolation for mediocrity than that the genius is not immortal.

One glance, one word from you gives more pleasure than all the wisdom of this world.

To measure up to all that is demanded of him, a man must overestimate his capacities

A stated truth loses its grace, but a repeated error appears insipid and ridiculous.

Make the most of time, it flies away so fast; yet method will teach you to win time.

Our modern wars make many unhappy while they last and none happy when they are over.

The artist has a twofold relation to nature; he is at once her master and her slave.

I have always paid attention to the merits of my enemies, and found it an advantage.

Hatred is active, and envy passive dislike; there is but one step from envy to hate.

If man thinks about his physical or moral state he usually discovers that he is ill.

The most damaging prejudice consists of banning any kind of investigation of nature.

Talent develops in quiet, alone; character is sharpened in the torrent of the world.

If a man knows where to get good advice, it is as though he could supply it himself.

Each ten years of a man's life has its own fortunes, its own hopes, its own desires.

To quit smoking, you must first want to quit, but then you must also do the quitting

It is equally a mistake to hold one's self too high, or to rate one's self too cheap.

I have found among my papers a sheet . . . in which I call architecture frozen music.

The smallest hair throws its shadow. [Ger., Das kleinste Harr wirft seinen Schatten.]

There is not a single outward mark of courtesy that does not have a deep moral basis.

My peace is gone, my heart is heavy. [Ger., Meine Ruh ist hin, Mein Herz ist schwer.]

One cannot develop taste from what is of average quality but only from the very best.

The greatest evil that can befall man is that he should come to think ill of himself.

Who can think wise or stupid things at all that were not thought already in the past.

An absent friend gives us friendly company when we are well assured of his happiness.

Even the lowliest, provided he is whole, can be happy, and in his own . way, perfect.

I have learned much from disease which life could have never taught me anywhere else.

In art, to express the infinite one should suggest infinitely more than is expressed.

The eternal feminine doth draw us upward. [Ger., Das Ewig-Weibliche zieht uns hinan.]

Every person above the ordinary has a certain mission that they are called to fulfill.

Devote each day to the object then in time and every evening will find something done.

If a man sets out to study all the laws, he will have no time left to transgress them.

Mediocrity has no greater consolation than in the thought that genius is not immortal.

Our hands we open of our own free will, and the good flies, which we can never recall.

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