Johann Wolfgang von Goethe

All that is transitory is but a metaphor.

Everyone is deceived in his hopes, cheated in his expectations.

The rich want good wine, the poor, plenty of wine.

Love does not dominate; it cultivates.

How often do I lull my seething blood to rest, for you have never seen anything so unsteady, so uncertain, as this heart.

آدم باید در طول زندگی هر روز
کمی موسیقی گوش کند، کمی شعر بخواند و روزی یک تصویر زیبا ببیند
تا علایق دنیوی نتوانند حس زیبایی شناسی را خداوند در روح او قرار داده است، نابود کند

We often feel that we lack something, and seem to see that very quality in someone else, promptly attributing all our own qualities to him too, and a kind of ideal contentment as well. And so the happy mortal is a model of complete perfection — which we have ourselves created.

Two souls, alas, are housed within my breast,
And each will wrestle for the mastery there.

If we examine every stage of our lives, we find that from our first breath to our last we are under the constraint of circumstances. And yet we still possess the greatest of all freedoms, the power of developing our innermost selves in harmony with the moral order of the universe, and so winning peace of heart whatever obstacles we meet.

Few people have the imagination for reality.

What is uttered from the heart alone will win the heart of others to your own.

The world is so empty if one thinks only of mountains, rivers & cities; but to know someone who thinks & feels with us, & who, though distant, is close to us in spirit, this makes the earth for us an inhabited garden.

Is this the destiny of man? Is he only happy before he has acquired his reason or after he has lost it?

The limits of my language are the limits of my universe.

The greatest evil that can befall man is that he should come to think ill of himself.