Were the eye not of the sun, How could we behold the light? If God's might and ours were not as one, How could His work enchant our sight?
Johann Wolfgang von GoetheThe eye doesn't see any shapes, it sees only what is differentiated through light and dark or through colors.
Johann Wolfgang von GoetheThe true poet is called to take in the splendor of the world and for that reason will always be inclined to praise rather than tofind fault.
Johann Wolfgang von GoetheSuch is the frailty of man that even where he makes the truest and most forcible impression in the memory, in the heart of his beloved, there also he must perish.
Johann Wolfgang von Goethe