Close thy Byron; open thy Goethe.

When we treat people merely as they are, they will remain as they are. When we treat them as if they were what they should be, they will become what they should be.

Byron

I treat my heart like a sick child and gratify its every fancy.

I am proud of my heart alone, it is the sole source of everything, all our strength, happiness and misery. All the knowledge I possess everyone else can acquire, but my heart is all my own

Kennst du das Land, wo die Zitronen blühn, Im dunklen Laub die Goldorangen glühn.