How often do I lull my seething blood to rest, for you have never seen anything so unsteady, so uncertain, as this heart.
Johann Wolfgang von GoetheMoney lost, something lost. Honor lost, much lost. Courage lost, everything lost-better you were never born
Johann Wolfgang von GoetheHell begins the day that God grants you the vision to see all that you could have done, should have done, and would have done, but did not do.
Johann Wolfgang von Goethe