Who wants to be happy all his days long Lets the worlds troubles to itself belong. — Friedrich Rückert Happiness Copy Share Image
Much we learn only to forget it again, to stand by the goal, we must traverse all the way to it — Friedrich Ruckert Forget Copy Share Image
“I am dead to the world’s tumult, And rest in a quiet realm! I live alone in my heaven, In my love,… — Friedrich Rückert Dead to the world Copy Share Image
As thou hast created me out of mingled air and glitter, I thank thee for it. [Ger., Wie aus Duft und Glanz… — Friedrich Ruckert Air Copy Share Image
Youth, enthusiasm, and tenderness are like the days of spring. Instead of complaining, O my heart, of their brief duration, try to… — Friedrich Ruckert Complaining Copy Share Image
“Of what each one should be, he sees the form and rule, And till he reach to that, his joy can ne'er… — Friedrich Rückert Joy Copy Share Image
