Whoever Aspiring, Struggles On, For

To Be Active Is The Primary Vocation Of Man.

The Artist Alone Sees Spirits. But After He Has Told Of Their Appearing To Him, Everybody Sees Them.

I Have So Much In Me, And The Feeling For Her Absorbs It All; I Have So Much, And Without Her It All Comes To Nothing.

Always To Distrust Is An Error, As Well As Always To Trust.

Who Is The Wisest Man? He Who Neither Knows Or Wishes For Anything Else Than What Happens.