Friedrich Schiller quotes

The voice of the majority is no proof of justice. (Friedrich Schiller)
Great souls endure in silence.
Friedrich Schiller
Whatever is not forbidden is permitted.
Friedrich Schiller
Votes should be weighed not counted.
Friedrich Schiller
The universe is a thought of God.
Friedrich Schiller
To save all we must risk all.
Friedrich Schiller
The strong man is strongest when alone.
Friedrich Schiller
He who has done his best for his own time has lived for all times.
Friedrich Schiller
Posterity weaves no garlands for imitators.
Friedrich Schiller
No doubt the artist is the child of his time; but woe to him if he is also its disciple, or even its favorite.
Friedrich Schiller
Man only plays when in the full meaning of the word he is a man, and he is only completely a man when he plays. (Friedrich Schiller)
A gloomy guest fits not a wedding feast.
Friedrich Schiller
I am better than my reputation.
Friedrich Schiller
With stupidity the gods themselves struggle in vain.
Friedrich Schiller
There is no such thing as chance; and what seem to us merest accident springs from the deepest source of destiny.
Friedrich Schiller
The greater part of humanity is too much harassed and fatigued by the struggle with want, to rally itself for a new and sterner struggle with error.
Friedrich Schiller
When the wine goes in, strange things come out.
Friedrich Schiller
To one, science is an exalted goddess; to another it is a cow which provides him with butter.
Friedrich Schiller
I feel an army in my fist.
Friedrich Schiller
Keep true to the dreams of your youth.
Friedrich Schiller
Wouldst thou know thyself, observe the actions of others. Wouldst thou other men know, look thou within thine own heart. (Friedrich Schiller)
No cause has he to say his doom is harsh, Who's made the master of his destiny.
Friedrich Schiller
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.
Friedrich Schiller
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.
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.
Friedrich Schiller