Book: Egmont

A decent citizen who earns his bread by honest labor finds as much freedom everywhere as he needs.

neck.

- Who thinks about it? There would be a piece of bread.

With children you know nothing except mental anxiety. Eternal care and trouble.

I understand perfectly well that politics is rarely able to maintain honesty and loyalty, that it corrodes frankness, kind-heartedness, and accommodatingness from the heart. In worldly matters, unfortunately, this is even too true. But can we really play with God in the same way as with each other? Should we remain indifferent to our tried and tested creed?

Why stubbornly stand up for your way of thinking when everything around us is changing?

Oh, what are we, the greats of the world, on the sea crest of mankind? It seems to us that we dominate it, and it hurls us up and down, back and forth.