Johann Wolfgang von Goethe

“Goethe, the great nineteenth-century thinker, reportedly summed up, “You can easily judge the character of a man by how he treats those who can…

— Simon Sinek

“Someone once told me people write down stories because they would like to forget, and those who read are those who would like to…

— John Zelazny

“Night knew no bounds. Goethe, on a moonlit evening in Naples, was “overwhelmed by a feeling of infinite space.”

— A. Roger Ekirch

Goethe tells us in his greatest poem that Faust lost the liberty of his soul when he said to the passing moment, 'Stay, thou…

— Robert Kennedy

“We should talk less and draw more. (Goethe)”

— Huxley Aldous

“It was the period in Germany of Goethe’s highest fame. Notwithstanding his rather condescending attitude towards patriotism he had been adopted as the national…

— William Somerset Maugham

“Sometimes when reading Goethe I have a paralyzing suspicion that he is trying to be funny.”

— Guy Davenport

“do you know the land where the lemon-trees blossom;where the golden oranges glow in the dark foliage''.”

— Maeve Binchy

“Goethe had long since remarked that nationalistic feelings ‘are at their strongest and most violent where there is the lowest degree of culture’.”

— A.C. Grayling

What am I then...? Everything that I have seen, heard, and observed I have collected and exploited. My works have been nourished by countless…

— Johann Wolfgang von Goethe

“Lo que habéis heredado de vuestros padres, volvedlo a ganar a pulso o no será vuestro”, dice Goethe.”

— Martha Alicia Chavez

“Treat others as if they were what they ought to be and you will help them become what they are capable of becoming.” Goethe…

— Mike Moore

Goethe said there would be little left of him if he were to discard what he owed to others.

— Charlotte Saunders Cushman

Ask Jeeves! Who ever used that thing? College freshmen to find out who Goethe was - that's it.

— Walter Kirn

I know very well what Goethe meant when he said that he never had a chagrin but he made a poem out of it.…

— Henry David Thoreau