Science Arose From Poetry... When

Properly Speaking, We Learn From Those Books Only That We Cannot Judge. The Author Of A Book That I Am Competent To Criticise Would Have To Learn From Me.

We Should Know Mankind Better If We Were Not So Anxious To Resemble One Another.

Nothing Is True, But That Which Is Simple.

Yes, My Love, Who Soever Lives, Loses, . . . But He Also Wins. [ger., Ja, Meine Liebe, Wer Lebt, Verliebt . . . Aber Er Gewinnt Auch.]

For To Give Is The Business Of The Rich. [lat., Denn Geben Ist Sache Des Reichen.]