Even now, nature is the only flame, on which the poetic spirit feeds; from it alone it draws all its power, to… — Friedrich Schiller Copy Share Image
O'er Ocean, with a thousand masts, sails forth the stripling bold- One boat, hard rescued from the deep, draws into port the… — Friedrich Schiller Copy Share Image
What reason, like the careful ant, draws laboriously together, the wind of accident sometimes collects in a moment. — Friedrich Schiller Copy Share Image
The empire of Saturnus is gone by; Lord of the secret birth of things is he; Within the lap of earth, and… — Friedrich Schiller Copy Share Image
It is well for a man when he has learned to endure what he cannot change, and to give up with dignity what he… — Friedrich Schiller Copy Share Image
Why should I deem myself to be a chisel, when I could be the artist? — Friedrich Schiller Copy Share Image
Man only plays when in the full meaning of the word he is a man, and he is only completely a man when he… — Friedrich Schiller Copy Share Image
Ah, to that far distant strand Bridge there was not to convey, Not a bark was near at hand, Yet true love soon found… — Friedrich Schiller Copy Share Image
