Maxioms by Johann Wolfgang Von Goethe
He who moves not forward, goes backward
He who moves not forward, goes backward
Beware of her fair hair, for she excels
All women in the magic of her locks;
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Beware of her fair hair, for she excels
All women in the magic of her locks;
And when she winds them round a young man's neck,
She will not ever set him free again.
A fiery chariot, borne on buoyant pinions,
Sweeps near me now! I soon shall ready be
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A fiery chariot, borne on buoyant pinions,
Sweeps near me now! I soon shall ready be
To pierce the ther's high, unknown dominions,
To reach new spheres of pure activity!
The solution of every problem is another problem
The solution of every problem is another problem
Deny yourself! You must deny yourself! That is the song that never ends.
Deny yourself! You must deny yourself! That is the song that never ends.
