Author of quotes: Friedrich Schiller. Page 3

When you bend over backwards to appear intelligent, then you're just stupid and only there.

What for to me all this public? For the scenery?.. When I casually breaks a warm, sincere way, these wretched, trashy people gawking and gaping like a Ghost in front of them. These puppets make it easier for me to manage than knitting needles. What do I do with these people if all their mental moves as steadily as the way clockwise? What is of interest to ask them about something that I know in advance that they will answer me? What kind of interest to share with them impressions, since they do not have the courage to have an opinion?..

Perfect meanness is also a kind of perfection...

Show his virtues remain to their honor, be careful not to drop their dignity, and I guarantee you that your youth can resist all temptations.

Maybe you think that you will be forever young? Poor thing, who told you that? Whoever he was, he laughed at you and on yourself. To long to color up blush on those cheeks. What appears in the mirror you durable and unbreakable, there is only a thin Golden pollen, and sooner or later it will stick to the hands of your fan.

To destroy someone else's bliss is also bliss.

And yet I will sometimes smell the faded flowers of the past.

We, the women, the choice is the same: to dominate or to submit. But even the rapture itself unlimited power is just a poor consolation if we are deprived of the Supreme happiness - to be a slave of a loved one.

- Already..? The trouble with You women, you are the eternal mystery! Your weak nerves stand such crimes that undermine the very foundations of human society, a tiny dose of arsenic, throws you on the floor...