Whatever you cannot understand, you cannot possess.
Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
Life seems so vulgar, so easily content with the commonplace things of every day, and yet it always nurses and cherishes certain higher claims in secret, and looks about for the means of satisfying them.
What is my life if I am no longer useful to others.
A correct answer is like an affectionate kiss.
Throughout their whole existence men are blind; So, Faust, be thou like them at last.
They should be ashamed of themselves, all these sober people!