O tender yearning, sweet hoping! The golden time of first love! The eye sees the open heaven, The heart is intoxicated with… — Friedrich Schiller Copy Share Image
Folly, thou conquerest, and I must yield! Against stupidity the very gods Themselves contend in vain. Exalted reason, Resplendent daughter of the… — Friedrich Schiller Copy Share Image
If the art of gardening is at last to turn back from her extravagances and rest with her other sisters, it is,… — Friedrich Schiller Copy Share Image
When the measured dance of the hours brings back the happy smile of spring, the buried dead is born again in the… — Friedrich Schiller Copy Share Image
O the eye's light is a noble gift of Heaven! All beings live from light, each fair created thing; the very plants… — Friedrich Schiller Copy Share Image
If yon wish to be like the gods on earth, to be free in the realms of the dead, pluck not the… — 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
