457 Quotes by Friedrich Schiller

I speak with the Eternal through the instrument of nature, through the world’s history: I read the soul of the artist in his Apollo.

Have hope. Though clouds environs now, And gladness hides her face in scorn, Put thou the shadow from thy brow – No night but hath its morn.

Joy, thou spark from Heav’n immortal, Daughter of Elysium! Drunk with fire, toward Heaven advancing Goddess, to thy shrine we come. Thy sweet magic brings together What stern Custom spreads afar; All men become brothers Where thy happy wing-beats are.

Time flies on restless pinions – constant never.

Did you think the lion was sleeping because he didn’t roar?

What else is chance but the rude stone which receives its life from the sculptor’s hand? Providence gives us chance, and man must mould it to his own designs.

Only through Beauty’s morning-gate, dost thou penetrate the land of knowledge.

Utility is the great idol of the age, to which all powers must do service and all talents swear allegiance.

Truth lives on in the midst of deception...