We, we live! ours are the hours, and the living have their claims. — Friedrich Schiller Copy Share Image
Foster the beautiful, and every hour thou tallest new flowers to birth. — 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
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
