Top 15 Friedrich Max Müller Quotes

A flower cannot blossom without sunshine, and man cannot live without love.

نحن نجهل إلى أي العوالم يمضي بنا هذا الرسول
الليلي حينما نستسلم له بعيون مغمضة وليس من يتكفل بفتحها في الغد ليعيدنا
إلى يقظة العمر. لقد تعلق الإنسان بأهداب الشجاعة والإيمان يوم تلقاه الصديق
المجهول فنومه النومة الأولى، ولولا ما فطرنا عليه من ثقة وامتثال لأبى الواحد منا،
رغم التعب والنصب، أن يغمض عينيه بمحض إرادته ويدخل مملكة النوم. إنما هما
الضعف والشقاء تشتد علينا وطأتهما فنلجأ إلى قوة عليا ونرضخ للنظام البديع
النافذ في جميع الكائنات، فنسعد إبان الرقاد بحل الروابط التي تقيد ذاتنا الأبدية
الخالدة بذاتنا الأرضية الزائلة

Is not a dew-drop on a blade of grass more beautiful than a pearl set in gold? Is not a living spring, which gushes up before us, we know not whence, more beautiful than all the fountains of Versailles?

...universities were not meant entirely, or even chiefly, as stepping-stones to an examination, but that there is something else which universities can teach and ought to teach — nay, which I feel quite sure they were originally meant to teach — something that may not have a marketable value before a Board of Examiners, but which has a permanent value for the whole of our life, and that is a real interest in our work, and, more than that, a love of our work, and, more than that, a true joy and happiness in our work...

Truthfulness is a luxury, perhaps the greatest, and let me assure you, the most expensive luxury in our life — and happy the man who has been able to enjoy it from his very child hood.

If I were to look over the whole world to find out the country most richly endowed with all the wealth, power, and beauty that nature can bestow — in some parts a very paradise on earth — I should point to India. If I were asked under what sky the human mind has most full developed some of its choicest gifts, has most deeply pondered on the greatest problems of life, and has found solutions of some of them which well deserve the attention even of those who have studied Plato and Kant — I should point to India. And if I were to ask myself from what literature we, here in Europe, we who have been nurtured almost exclusively on the thoughts of Greeks and Romans, and of one Semitic race, the Jewish, may draw that corrective which is most wanted in order to make our inner life more perfect, more comprehensive, more universal, in fact more truly human, a life, not for this life only, but a transfigured and eternal life — again I should point to India.

Let us live happily, without hate amongst those who hate. Let us dwell unhating amidst hateful men.
Let us live happily, in good health amongst those who are sick.
Let us dwell in good health amidst ailing men.
Let us live happily, without yearning for sensual pleasures amongst those who yearn for them.
Let us dwell without yearning amidst those who yearn.
Let us live happily, we who have no impediments. We shall subsist on joy even as the radiant gods.

The true history of the world must always be the history of the few; and as we measure the Himalaya by the height of Mount Everest, we must take the true measure of India from the poets of the Veda, the sages of the Upanishads, the founders of the Vedanta and Sankhya philosophies, and the authors of the oldest law-books, and not from the millions who are born and die in their villages, and who have never for one moment been roused out of their drowsy dream of life.

أفكاري موجعة ،وقلبي سقيم ، ونفسي منفردة لا يُحبّها ولا يريدها في العالم أحد ، شَمّت الأرض نعشًا والسماء كفنًا يدورُ حولي، ولم أدرِ احيٌّ أنا أم ميّت ، قضى منذ زمن بعيد.

On religions: He who knows one, knows none.

Whatever sphere of the human mind you may select for your special study, whether it be language, or religion, or mythology, or philosophy, whether it be laws or customs, primitive art or primitive science, everywhere, you have to go to India, whether you like it or not, because some of the most valuable and most instructive materials in the history of man are treasured up in India, and in India only.

222. He who holds back rising anger like a rolling chariot, him I call a real driver; other people are but holding the reins.

إن الدين هو كدح من أجل تصور مالايمكن تصوره,وقول مالايمكن التعبير عنه,إنه التوق إلى الانهائى

Long is the night to him who is awake; long is a mile to him who is tired; long is life to the foolish who do not know the true law. 61. If a traveller does not meet with one who is his better, or his equal, let him firmly keep to his solitary journey; there is no companionship with a fool.

the true conquerors often those whom the world calls the vanquished.