Alles wiederholt sich nur im Leben,Ewig jung ist nur die Phantasie;Was sich nie und nirgends hat begeben,Das allein veraltet nie!

There is room in the smallest cottage for a happy loving pair.

We, we live! ours are the hours, and the living have their claims.

The May of life blooms once and never again.

O'er Ocean, with a thousand masts, sails forth the stripling bold- One boat, hard rescued from the deep, draws into port the old!

His saying was: live and let live.

Love is only known by him who hopelessly persists in love.

O tender yearning, sweet hoping! The golden time of first love! The eye sees the open heaven, The heart is intoxicated with bliss; O that the beautiful time of young love Could remain green forever.

The dictates of the heart are the voice of fate.