And Here, Poor Fool, With All My

Nature Is The Living, Visible Garment Of God.

It Is In The Half Fools And The Half Wise That The Greatest Danger Lies.

Self-love Exaggerates Our Faults As Well As Our Virtues.

Ah, How Often I've Cursed Those Foolish Pages, That Showed My Youthful Sufferings To Everyone! If Werther Had Been My Brother, And I'd Killed Him, His Sad Ghost Could Hardly Have Persecuted Me More.

As Soon As Any One Belongs To A Narrow Creed In Science, Every Unprejudiced And True Perception Is Gone.