Our destiny often looks like a fruit-tree in winter. Who would think from its pitiable aspect that those rigid boughs, those rough twigs could next spring again be green, bloom, and even bear fruit? Yet we hope it, we know it.
Johann Wolfgang von GoetheError is acceptable as long as we are young; but one must not drag it along into old age.
Johann Wolfgang von GoetheWhat is hardest of all? That which seems most simple: to see with your eyes what is before your eyes.
Johann Wolfgang von Goethe