Ludwig Tieck Quotes
He who considers himself a paragon of wisdom is sure to commit some superlatively stupid act.
He is not dead who departs from life with a high and noble fame; but he is dead, even while living, whose brow is branded with infamy.
Time passes cold and indifferent over us; it knows nothing of our joys or sorrows; it leads us with ice-cold hand deeper and deeper into the labyrinth.
Who cannot but see oftentimes how strange the threads of our destiny run? Oft it is only for a moment the favorable instant is presented. We miss it, and months and years are lost.
How may I hate that which I love with such intensity of passion? How should I abhor that for which my every drop of blood is boiling?
