Jean Paul Friedrich Richter Quotes

The last, best fruit which comes to late perfection, even in the kindliest soul, is tenderness toward the hard, forbearance toward the unforbearing, warmth toward the cold, philanthropy toward the misanthropic.

Love one human being purely and warmly, and you will love all. The heart in this heaven, like the sun in its course, sees nothing from the dew drop to the ocean, but a mirror which it brightens, and warms and fills.

Because the heart beats under a covering of hair, of fur, feathers, or wings, it is, for that reason, to be of no account?

The guardian angels of life fly so high as to be beyond our sight, but they are always looking down upon us.

A variety of nothing is superior to a monotony of something.

Sorrows are like thunderclouds, in the distance they look black, over our heads scarcely gray.

What has puzzled us before seems less mysterious, and the crooked paths look straighter as we approach the end.

Do not wait for extraordinary circumstances to do good; try to use ordinary situations.

Never write on a subject until you have read yourself full of it.

Like the caterpillar, man crawls for a while on the earth; he is then received by it, in the wooden chrysalis, the coffin, where he rests throughout the winter; in the spring he breaks through the shell and rises out of the cold earth, with new and unsullied beauty.