Mountains cannot be surmounted except by winding paths.
The miller believes that all the wheat grows so that his mill keeps running.
I let everyone follow his own bent, that I may be free to follow mine.
The eternal female draws us onward.
The formation of one's character ought to be everyone's chief aim.
Cursed Mammon be, when he with treasures To restless action spurs our fate! Cursed when for soft, indulgent leisures, He lays for us the pillows straight.