Author of quotes: Johann Wolfgang Von Goethe. Page 5

Calm have to give the Holy Monarch's power.

Planting tree, gardener already knows
What is the flower and fruit he will get it.

He is not like everyone else; he is different;
Neither drink nor eat does not want earthly;
Like crazy, he his mind is weak,
He feels himself among doubt;
Always in your dreams submerged,
The best sky of stars he wants,
On earth of all higher pleasures.

No, whatever you say, and our poor white light!
Poor man! He's miserable, so suffering,
That to torment the poor man, and I'm not in the state.

The incomprehensibility of the universe gives us faith.

A weak man; pomorstva the inheritance,
He is happy to rest because
Ladies hectic, I companion him:
As the devil, teasing him, he inspires business!

You back with me a foggy vision
I flashed in his youth long ago...
You'll hold my eh in the power of inspiration?
The former do dreams come this again?
From the shadows, from the darkness of palasavena
Rose thank you... Oh, that is destined!

To look neither far nor in the past do not,
Only in the present... Happiness and joy.

Trouble me: a huge
Our costs; no matter how economical,
As we spend more and more every day.
I am the account to pay for everything because it is necessary;
And the lender does not give us mercy.

Who is now going to help a neighbor?
All business are engaged in;
Gold has all the doors locked,
Everyone is for themselves only saves: that's what grief!

We have so many civil rights slapped
That did not go right for us.

The allies hustled - a little good;
Promised subsidies, there is no inflow:
Treasury we have empty water!
In your extensive, your Majesty, dominions,
What now Lord in the name?
Wherever you look, there lives not one.

Before flatterer and villain
Willing and honest to prostrate to fall:
The judge lost his power,
Will join in the end to the villains.

Where is the sense of pure to develop
What leads to justice?