Not without a shudder may the human hand reach into the mysterious urn of destiny. — Friedrich Schiller Copy Share Image
A merely fallen enemy may rise again, but the reconciled one is truly vanquished. — Friedrich Schiller Copy Share Image
Vast, colossal destiny, which raises man to fame, though it may also grind him to powder! — Friedrich Schiller Copy Share Image
A childlike mind in its simplicity practises that science of good to which the wise may be blind. — Friedrich Schiller Copy Share Image
Regarded in isolation, an idea may be quite insignificant, and venturesome in the extreme, but it may acquire importance from an idea… — Friedrich Schiller Copy Share Image
Man ever talks, and Man ever dreams Of better days that are yet to be, After glittering goal, that distant gleams, Running… — Friedrich Schiller Copy Share Image
Let no one despair, even though in the darkest night the last star of hope may disappear. — Friedrich Schiller Copy Share Image
An honest man you may form of windle-straws, but to make a rogue you must have grist. — Friedrich Schiller Copy Share Image
It may here be justly said, that genuine morality is preserved only in the school of adversity, and a state of continuous… — Friedrich Schiller Copy Share Image
No, no! I do nature injustice. She gave us inventive faculty, and set us naked, and helpless on the shore of this… — 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
You worthy critics, or whatever you may call yourselves, are ashamed or afraid of the momentary and passing madness which is found… — 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
