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.
Johann Wolfgang von GoetheMots clés psychology
Through many a long day you'll be taught
That what you once did without thinking,
As easy as if it were eating or drinking,
Must be done in order: one! two! three!
But truly, this though factory of ours
Is like some weaver's masterpiece:
One treadle stirs a thousand threads,
This way and that the shuttles whistle,
Threads flow invisibly, one ... Read morestroke
Ties a thousand knots .... The philosopher steps in
And proves to you it had to be so;
The first was so, the second was so,
And therefore the third and fourth were so.
If the first and second hadn't existed,
The third and fourth would never have existed.
And this is praised by every scholar,
But never a one becomes a weaver.
To know and describe a living thing
You first get rid of all its spirit:
Then the parts are all in the palm of your hand,
And all that you lack is the spirit that binds them!
Encheiresis naturae, chemists call it,
And fool themselves and never know it
Mots clés faust
And I have again observed, my dear friend, in this trifling affair, that misunderstandings and neglect occasion more mischief in the world than even malice and wickedness. At all events, the two latter are of less frequent occurrence.
Johann Wolfgang von GoetheWe can accept the unpleasant more readily than we can the inconsequential.
Johann Wolfgang von GoetheLove does not dominate; it cultivates.
Johann Wolfgang von GoetheMots clés love
Few people have the imagination for reality.
Johann Wolfgang von GoetheA man's name is not like a mantle which merely hangs about him, and which one perchance may safely twitch and pull, but a perfectly fitting garment, which, like the skin, has grown over and over him, at which one cannot rake and scrape without injuring the man himself.
Johann Wolfgang von GoetheWenn das liebe Tal um mich dampft und die hohe Sonne an der Oberfläche der undurchdringlichen Finsternis meines Waldes ruht und nur einzelne Strahlen sich in das innere Heiligtum stehlen, ich dann im hohen Grase am fallenden Bache liege und näher an der Erde tausend mannigfaltige Gräschen mir merkwürdig werden;
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Es ist wunderbar: wie ich hierher kam und vom Hügel in das schöne Tal schaute, wie es mich ringsumher anzog - Dort das Wäldchen! - Ach könntest du dich in seine Schatten mischen! - Dort die Spitze des Berges! - Ach könntest du von da die weite Gegend überschauen! - Die ineinandergeketteten Hügel und vertraulichen Täler! - O könnte ich mich in ihnen verlieren! - - Ich eilte hin und kehrte zurück und hatte nicht gefunden, was ich hoffte. O es ist mit der Ferne wie mit der Zukunft! Ein großes dämmerndes Ganze ruht vor unserer Seele, unsere Empfindung verschwimmt darin wie unser Auge, und wir sehnen uns, ach! unser ganzes Wesen hinzugeben, uns mit aller Wonne eines einzigen, großen, herrlichen Gefühls ausfüllen zu lassen.
The world is so empty if one thinks only of mountains, rivers
Johann Wolfgang von GoetheMots clés inspirational friendship love connection community goethe
Insofar as he makes use of his healthy senses, man himself is the best and most exact scientific instrument possible. The greatest misfortune of modern physics is that its experiments have been set apart from man, as it were, physics refuses to recognize nature in anything not shown by artificial instruments, and even uses this as a measure of its accomplishments.
Johann Wolfgang von GoetheMots clés science phenomenology scientism instrumentality humanistm
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