“What is it that wells up so suddenly and menacingly under my heart, swallowing the soft air of melancholy? Are you pleased with us, dark night? What is it you conceal under your mantle, that grabs invisibly and powerfully at… — Novalis Copy Share Image
“Whoever sees life other than as a self-destroying illusion is himself still preoccupied with life. Life must not be a novel that is given… — Novalis Copy Share Image
“Inspiration without intellect is useless and dangerous; and the poet will be able to perform few wonders, when he is astonished by wonders.” — Novalis Copy Share Image
It is not merely the multiplicity of tints, the gladness of tone, or the balminess of the air which delight in the spring; it… — Novalis Copy Share Image
“The world must be romanticized. Only in that way will one rediscover its original senses. Romanticization is nothing less than a qualitative raising of… — Novalis Copy Share Image
Nature is an aeolian harp, a musical instrument whose tones are the re-echo of higher strings within us. — Novalis Copy Share Image
Darwin remarks that we are less dazzled by the light at waking, if we have been dreaming of visible objects. Happy are those who… — Novalis Copy Share Image
Man has his being in truth--if he sacrifices truth he sacrifices himself. Whoever betrays truth betrays himself. It is not a question of lying--but… — Novalis Copy Share Image
