He thought of the mouldering child, which laid its withered thin arms around his soul, as if it were his own, and to whom Death had given as much as a god gave to Endymion, — sleep, eternal youth, and immortality. — Jean Paul Copy Share Image
What Cicero said of men-that they are like wines, age souring the bad, and bettering the good-we can say of misfortune, that it has… — Jean Paul Copy Share Image
Like a morning dream, life becomes more and more bright the longer we live, and the reason of everything appears more clear. What has… — Jean Paul Copy Share Image
I have made as much out of myself as could be made of the stuff, and no man should require more. — Jean Paul Copy Share Image
In science the new is an advance; but in morals, as contradicting our inner ideals and historic idols, it is ever a retrogression. — Jean Paul Copy Share Image
It has been jestingly said that the works of John Paul Richter are almost unintelligible to any but the Germans, and even to some… — Jean Paul Copy Share Image
What makes old age so sad is, not that our joys, but that our hopes then cease. — Jean Paul Copy Share Image
There are souls which fall from heaven like flowers, but ere they bloom are crushed under the foul tread of some brutal hoof. — Jean Paul Copy Share Image
