For Just When Ideas Fail, A Word

Everything Is Hard Before It Is Easy.

I Have Often Reaped What Others Have Sowed. My Work Is The Work Of A Collective Being That Bears The Name Goethe.

The Old Lose One Of The Greatest Privileges Of Man, For They Are No Longer Judged By Their Contemporaries.

He Only Earns His Freedom And His Life Who Takes Them Every Day By Storm.

Freedom Consists Not In Refusing To Recognize Anything Above Us, But In Respecting Something Which Is Above Us; For By Respecting It, We Raise Ourselves To It, And, By Our Very Acknowledgment, Prove That We Bear Within Ourselves What Is Higher, And Are Worthy To Be On A Level With It.