The sun had, in the meanwhile, sunk behind the Ettersberg. We felt in the wood the chill of the evening, and drove all the quicker to Wiemar, and to Goethe's house. Goethe urged me to go in with him for a while, and I did so. He was in an extremely engaging mood. He talked a great deal about his theory of colors, and of his obstinate opponents; remarking that he was sure that he had done something in this science.

Publishers are all cohorts of the devil; there must be a special hell for them somewhere.

The follies of the wise man are known to himself, but hidden from the world.

Certain flaws are necessary for the whole. It would seem strange if old friends lacked certain quirks.

As long as you don't practice it, this dying and becoming, You are only a dreary guest on this dark earth.

The Christian religion, though scattered and abroad will in the end gather itself together at the foot of the cross.

Love does not rule; but it trains, and that is more.