To Like Things Like, Whatever One May

Our Friends Show Us What We Can Do; Our Enemies Teach Us What We Must Do.

What Am I Then...? Everything That I Have Seen, Heard, And Observed I Have Collected And Exploited. My Works Have Been Nourished By Countless Different Individuals, By Innocent And Wise Ones, People Of Intelligence And Dunces. Childhood, Maturity And Old Age All Have Brought Me Their Thoughts....their Perspectives On Life. I Have Often Reaped What Others Have Sowed. My Work Is The Work Of A Collective Being That Bears The Name Goethe.

In All Times It Is Only Individuals That Have Advanced Science, Not The Age.

A Word Spoken Is A Terrible Thing When It Suddenly Utters What The Heart Has Long Allowed.

As A Man Is, So Is His God; Therefore God Was So Often An Object Of Mockery. [ger., Wie Einer Ist, So Ist Sein Gott, Darum Ward Gott So Oft Zu Spott.]