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
Most gladly would I give the blood-stained laurel for the first violet which March brings us, the fragrant pledge of the new-fledged… — 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
