74 Quotes by Max Muller

The spring of love becomes hidden and soon filled up.

Soon the child learns that there are strangers, and ceases to be a child.

How mankind defers from day to day the best it can do, and the most beautiful things it can enjoy, without thinking that every day may be the last one, and that lost time is lost eternity!

Is it sin, which makes the worm a chrysalis, and the chrysalis a butterfly, and the butterfly dust?

I was shortly again at the castle, and the Princess gave me her hand to kiss and then brought her children, the young princes and princesses, and we played together, as if we had known each other for years.

Thus one memory follows another until the waves dash together over our heads, and a deep sigh swells the breast, which warns us that we have forgotten to breathe in the midst of these pure thoughts.

Whoever knows it also knows that in love there is no More and no Less; but that he who loves can only love with the whole heart, and with the whole soul; with all his strength and with all his will.

Of these years nought remains in memory but the sad feeling that we have advanced and only grown older.

It smote me to the heart that I had found no one in all the world who loved me more than all others.