Weep, for the light is dead.
FRIEDRICH SCHILLERIt is not flesh and blood, but heart which makes us fathers and sons.
More Friedrich Schiller Quotes
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Weep, for the light is dead.
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Soon is the struggle past, and to the earth, To the eternal sun, I render back These atoms, joined in me for pain and pleasure.
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One can give advice comfortably from a safe port.
FRIEDRICH SCHILLEROne can give advice comfortably from a safe port.
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Virtue is no empty echo.
FRIEDRICH SCHILLERVirtue is no empty echo.
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It is not the mere station of life that stamps the value on us, but the manner in which we act our part.
FRIEDRICH SCHILLERIt is not the mere station of life that stamps the value on us, but the manner in which we act our part.
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To the fool-king belongs the world.
FRIEDRICH SCHILLERTo the fool-king belongs the world.
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It is at the approach of extreme danger when a hollow puppet can accomplish nothing, that power falls into the mighty hands of nature, of the spirit giant-born, who listens only to himself, and knows nothing of compacts.
FRIEDRICH SCHILLERIt is at the approach of extreme danger when a hollow puppet can accomplish nothing, that power falls into the mighty hands of nature, of the spirit giant-born, who listens only to himself, and knows nothing of compacts.
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No greater grief than to remember days of gladness when sorrow is at hand.
FRIEDRICH SCHILLERNo greater grief than to remember days of gladness when sorrow is at hand.
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The dignity of man into your hands is given; Oh, keep it well, with you it sinks or lifts itself to heaven.
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Most gladly would I give the blood-stained laurel for the first violet which March brings us, the fragrant pledge of the new-fledged year.
FRIEDRICH SCHILLERMost gladly would I give the blood-stained laurel for the first violet which March brings us, the fragrant pledge of the new-fledged year.
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In love, Jealousy is the great exaggerator.
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Why should I deem myself to be a chisel, when I could be the artist?
FRIEDRICH SCHILLERWhy should I deem myself to be a chisel, when I could be the artist?
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The jest loses its point when he who makes it is the first to laugh.
FRIEDRICH SCHILLERThe jest loses its point when he who makes it is the first to laugh.
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Man is made of ordinary things, and habit is his nurse.
FRIEDRICH SCHILLERMan is made of ordinary things, and habit is his nurse.
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The storm is master. Man, as a ball, is tossed twixt winds and billows.
FRIEDRICH SCHILLERThe storm is master. Man, as a ball, is tossed twixt winds and billows.
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Appearance should never attain reality, And if nature conquers, then must art retire.
FRIEDRICH SCHILLERAppearance should never attain reality, And if nature conquers, then must art retire.
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