Yet here I stand poor fool what more, not one wit wiser than before.
What is the freedom of the most free? To do what is right!
Like the star that shines afar, Without haste and without rest, Let each one wheel with steady sway Round the task that rules the day, And do their best.
That which thy fathers have bequeathed to thee, earn it anew if thou wouldst possess it.
If I say to the moment: 'Stay now! You are so beautiful'!
A distracted existence leads us to no goal