The thought of death leaves me in perfect peace, for I have a firm conviction that our spirit is a being of indestructible nature; it works on from eternity to eternity, it is like the sun, which though it seems to set to our mortal eyes, does not really set, but shines on perpetually.
Johann Wolfgang von GoetheThe web of this world is woven of Necessity and Chance. Woe to him who has accustomed himself from his youth up to find something necessary in what is capricious, and who would ascribe something like reason to Chance and make a religion of surrendering to it.
Johann Wolfgang von GoetheYou canโt, if you canโt feel it, if it never Rises from the soul, and sways The heart of every single hearer, With deepest power, in simple ways. Youโll sit forever, gluing things together, Cooking up a stew from otherโs scraps, Blowing on a miserable fire, Made from your heap of dying ash. Let apes and children praise your art, If their admirationโs to your taste, But youโll never speak from heart to heart, Unless it rises up from your heartโs space.
Johann Wolfgang von Goethe