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
Nature alone is illimitably rich, and Nature alone forms the great artist.
Nature goes her own way and all that to us seems an exception is really according to order.
Nothing hurts a new truth more than an old error
Difficulties increase the nearer we approach the goal.
Some of our weakness is born in us, some of it comes through education; it is a big question as to which gives us the most trouble.
Each one sees what he carries in his heart
No one would talk much in society, if he knew how often he misunderstands others
Tell me with whom thou art found, and I will tell thee who thou art
The man who is born with a talent which he was meant to use finds his greatest happiness in using it.
Then indecision brings its own delays,And days are lost lamenting o'er lost days.Are you in earnest? Seize this very minute;What you can do, or dream you can, begin it;Boldness has genius, power and magic in it.
There is no past that we can bring back by longing for it. There is only an eternally new now that builds and creates itself out of the Best as the past withdraws.
There is nothing more frightful than imagination without taste.
The philosopher must station themselves in the middle.
The phrases men are accustomed to repeat incessantly, end by becoming convictions and ossify the organs of intelligence