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Johann Wolfgang Von Goethe

Johann Wolfgang von Goethe (, 28 August 1749 – 22 March 1832) was a German writer, artist, and politician. His body of work includes epic and lyric poetry written in a variety of metres and styles; prose and verse dramas; memoirs; an autobiography; literary and aesthetic criticism; treatises on botany, anatomy, and colour; and four novels. In addition, numerous literary and scientific fragments, and over 10,000 letters written by him are extant, as are nearly 3,000 drawings.

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    The greatest happiness for the thinking person is to have explored the explorable and to venerate in equanimity that which cannot be explored.
    —Johann Wolfgang Von Goethe (1749–1832)

    If you are convinced of a matter, you must take sides or you don’t deserve to succeed.
    Johann Wolfgang Von Goethe (1749–1832)

    After all, poets shouldn’t be their own interpreters and shouldn’t carefully dissect their poems into everyday prose; that would mean the end of being poets. Poets send their creations into the world, it is up to the reader, the aesthetician, and the critic to determine what they wanted to say with their creations.
    —Johann Wolfgang Von Goethe (1749–1832)

    You will find the most pronounced hatred of other nations on the lowest cultural levels. There is, though, a level where the hatred disappears completely and where one so to speak stands above the nations and where one experiences fortune or misfortune of a neighboring country as if they had happened to one’s own.
    Johann Wolfgang Von Goethe (1749–1832)

    Man ... knows only when he is satisfied and when he suffers, and only his sufferings and his satisfactions instruct him concerning himself, teach him what to seek and what to avoid. For the rest, man is a confused creature; he knows not whence he comes or whither he goes, he knows little of the world, and above all, he knows little of himself.
    —Johann Wolfgang Von Goethe (1749–1832)

    A man is murdered a mile away. And do you know what killed him? My name. The very name of Frankenstein burst his heart. And now the happy little villagers are clamoring for my blood.
    Willis Cooper, and Rowland V. Lee. Wolf von Frankenstein (Basil Rathbone)

    Are we not also married to conscience which we would love to get rid of often enough since it is more bothersome than a man or a woman ever could become?
    —Johann Wolfgang Von Goethe (1749–1832)