His saying was: live and let live.
Man is made of ordinary things, and habit is his nurse.
Joy, thou spark from Heav'n immortal, Daughter of Elysium! Drunk with fire, toward Heaven advancing Goddess, to thy shrine we come. Thy sweet magic brings together What stern Custom spreads afar; All men become brothers Where thy happy wing-beats are.
The very plants turn with a joyful transport to the light.
To gain a crown by fighting is great, to reject it divine.
Courage, ne'er by sorrow broken! Aid where tears of virtue flow; Faith to keep each promise spoken! Truth alike to friend and foe!
As soon as I have begun to fear I have ceased to fear.
Man is created free, and is free, even though born in chains.
The present age has witnessed an extraordinary increase of a thinking public, by the facilities afforded to the diffusion of reading; the former happy resignation to ignorance begins to make way for a state of half-enlightenment, and few persons are willing to remain in the condition in which their birth has placed then.
It hinders the creative work of the mind if the intellect examines too closely the ideas as they pour in.
History, insofar as it accustoms human beings to comprehend the whole of the past and to hasten forward with its conclusions into the far future, conceals the boundaries of birth and death, which enclose the life of the human being so narrowly and oppressively, and with a kind of optical illusion, expands his short existence into endless space, leading the individual imperceptibly over into humanity.
Utility is the great idol of the age, to which all powers must do service and all talents swear allegiance. In this great balance of utility, the spiritual service of art has no weight, and, deprived of all encouragement, it vanishes from the noisy Vanity Fair of our time.
Virtue has her heroes too As well as Fame and Fortune.
You worthy critics, or whatever you may call yourselves, are ashamed or afraid of the momentary and passing madness which is found in all real creators, the longer or shorter duration of which distinguishes the thinking artist from the dreamer. Hence your complaints of unfruitfulness, for you reject too soon and discriminate too severely.
To rankling poison hast thou turned in me the milk of human kindness.
Emulation is a noble and just passion, full of appreciation.
We, we live! ours are the hours, and the living have their claims.
In the ardor of pursuit men soon forget the goal from which they start.
I feel that I am a man of destiny.
A sublime soul can rise to all kinds of greatness, but by an effort; it can tear itself from all bondage, to all that limits and constrains it, but only by strength of will. Consequently the sublime soul is only free by broken efforts.
Individual character is in the right that is in strict consistence with itself. Self-contradiction is the only wrong.
Vast, colossal destiny, which raises man to fame, though it may also grind him to powder!
Youth covets; let not this covetousness seduce you.
Obedience is the Christian's crown.
The world's history is the world's judgment.
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