The flowers of life are but visionary. How many pass away and leave no trace behind! How few yield any fruit,--and the fruit itself, how rarely does it ripen! And yet there are flowers enough; and is it not strange, my friend, that we should suffer the little that does really ripen to rot, decay, and perish unenjoyed?
Johann Wolfgang von GoetheYou acquire a language most readily in the country where it is spoken; you study mineralogy best among miners; and so with everything else.
Johann Wolfgang von Goethe