I have often reaped what others have sowed. My work is the work of a collective being that bears the name Goethe.

Woe to him who would ascribe something like reason to Chance, and make a religion of surrendering to it.

He who does not stretch himself according to the coverlet finds his feet uncovered.

Commonplaceness, the surrender to the average, that good which is not bad but still the enemy of the best - That is our besetting danger.

If you want to reach the infinite, then explore every aspect of the finite.

We are the slaves of objects around us, and appear little or important according as these contract or give us room to expand.

Boldness has power, magic and genius in it.