I wish the crowd to feel itself well treated, Especially since it lives and lets me live.
Johann Wolfgang von GoetheSweet moonlight, shining full and clear, Why do you light my torture here? How often have you seen me toil, Burning last drops of midnight oil. On books and papers as I read, My friend, your mournful light you shed. If only I could flee this den And walk the mountain-tops again, Through moonlit meadows make my way, In mountain caves with spirits play - Released from learning's musty cell, Your healing dew would make me well!
Johann Wolfgang von GoetheA man may twist as he pleases, and do what he pleases, but he inevitably comes back to the track to which nature has destined him.
Johann Wolfgang von GoetheIf you call a thing bad you do little, if you call a thing good you do much
Johann Wolfgang von Goethe