Friedrich Schiller Quotes

There are three lessons I would write, — Three words — as with a burning pen,
In tracings of eternal light
Upon the hearts of men. <p> Have Hope. Though clouds environ now, And gladness hides her face in scorn, Put thou the shadow from thy brow, — No night but hath its morn. <p> Have Faith. Where'er thy bark is driven, — The calm's disport, the tempest's mirth, — Know this: God rules the hosts of heaven, The habitants of earth. <p> Have Love. Not love alone for one, But men, as man, thy brothers call; And scatter, like the circling sun, Thy charities on all. <p> Thus grave these lessons on thy soul, — Hope, Faith, and Love, — and thou shalt find Strength when life's surges rudest roll, Light when thou else wert blind.

Pain is short, and joy is eternal.

You say it as you understand it.

Self Confidence has always been the parent of great actions.

A moment lived in paradise
Is not atoned for too dearly by death.

Threefold the stride of Time, from first to last! Loitering slow, the Future creepeth — Arrow-swift, the Present sweepeth — And motionless forever stands the Past.

The Greeks put us to shame not only by their simplicity, which is foreign to our age; they are at the same time our rivals, nay, frequently our models, in those very points of superiority from which we seek comfort when regretting the unnatural character of our manners. We see that remarkable people uniting at once fullness of form and fullness of substance, both philosophising and creating, both tender and energetic, uniting a youthful fancy to the virility of reason in a glorious humanity.

in order to detain the fleeting apparition, he must enchain it in the fetters of rule, dissect its fair proportions into abstract notions, and preserve its living spirit in a fleshless skeleton of words.

Live with your century; but do not be its creature. Work for your contemporaries; but create what they need, not what they praise.

Curious,' the Prince continued, after a deep silence, 'is it possible never to have known something, never to have missed it in its absence — and a few moments later to live in and for that single experience alone? Can a single moment make a man so different from himself? It would be just as impossible for me to return to the joys and wishes of yesterday morning as it would for me to return to the games of childhood, now that I have seen that object, now that her image dwells here — and I have this living, overpowering feeling within me: from now on you can love nothing other than her, and in this world nothing else will ever have any effect on you.

They have founded the whole structure of their happiness on these very illusions, which ought to be combated and dissipated by the light of knowledge, and they would think they were paying too dearly for a truth which begins by robbing them of all that has value in their sight. It would be necessary that they should be already sages to love wisdom: a truth that was felt at once by him to whom philosophy owes its name.

Joy from truth's own glass of fire
Sweetly on the searcher smiles;
Lest on virtue's steeps he tire,
Joy the tedious path beguiles.
High on faith's bright hill before us,
See her banner proudly wave!
Joy, too, swells the angels' chorus,— Bursts the bondage of the grave!

The concrete life of the individual is destroyed in order that the abstract idea of the whole may drag out its sorry existence.

"Erhob sich nicht in meinem Parlamente
Die reine Stimme der Gerechtigkeit?"
"Sie ist verstummt vor der Parteien Wut."

هل أقوم بحشر جسدى داخل حشد محكم وأضغط على إرادتى فى جوهر القانون؟ إن ما كان مقدراً أن يحّلق عالياً كطيران النسر قد انتهى به الأمر إلى الزحف كالقوقع بفعل القانون. إن القانون لم تنشئ إنساناً عظيماً أبداً، بل إن الحرية هى التى تُنشئ العمالقة والأبطال.