I'd Wish The Government Took Honest People

Piety Is The Fermentation Of The Forming Mind And The Putrefaction Of The Disintegrating One.

If Someone Took The Finest Marble And Knew How To Shape It Artfully: Prometheus' Material Was Lowly Clay, But His Statues Walked.

Do Not Push So Fast Ahead, Do Slow Down A Bit! Otherwise You Won't Catch Up With Yourselves.

Before Passing Different Laws For Different People, I'd Relinquish Myself Unto You As Your Slave.

The Way In Which Modern German Poetry Follows Theories Reminds Me Of Pupils Who, Scolded By Their Teacher For Their Insubordination, Justify Themselves By Saying That They Invented New Rules Of Propriety According To Which They Are Quite Well- Behaved.