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Max Muller Quotes

Max Muller quotes

Deutsch Educator December 6, 1823 – October 28, 1900

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universities were not meant entirely, or even chiefly, as stepping-stones to an examination, but that there is something else which universities can teach and ought to teach—nay, which I feel quite sure they were originally meant to teach—something that may not have a marketable value before a Board of Examiners, but which has a permanent value for the whole of our life, and that is a real interest in our work, and, more than that, a love of our work, and, more than that, a true joy and... Max Muller
Would not the child's heart break in despair when the first cold storm of the world sweeps over it, if the warm sunlight of love from the eyes of mother and father did not shine upon him like the soft reflection of divine light and love? Max Muller
Max Muller quote: "A flower cannot blossom without sunshine, and man cannot live..."
A flower cannot blossom without sunshine, and man cannot live without love. Max Muller
Whoever knows it also knows that in love there is no More and no Less; but that he who loves can only love with the whole heart, and with the whole soul; with all his strength and with all his will. Max Muller
Max Muller quote: "The spring of love becomes hidden and soon filled up."
The spring of love becomes hidden and soon filled up. Max Muller
Max Muller quote: "It smote me to the heart that I had found no one in all the..."
It smote me to the heart that I had found no one in all the world who loved me more than all others. Max Muller
Max Muller quote: "While the river of life glides along smoothly, it remains the..."
While the river of life glides along smoothly, it remains the same river; only the landscape on either bank seems to change. Max Muller
Every life has its years in which one progresses as on a tedious and dusty street of poplars, without caring to know where he is. Max Muller
How mankind defers from day to day the best it can do, and the most beautiful things it can enjoy, without thinking that every day may be the last one, and that lost time is lost eternity! Max Muller
The first pages of memory are like the old family Bible. The first leaves are wholly faded and somewhat soiled with handling. But, when we turn further, and come to the chapters where Adam and Eve were banished from Paradise, then, all begins to grow clear and legible. Max Muller
Max Muller quote: "Of these years nought remains in memory but the sad feeling..."
Of these years nought remains in memory but the sad feeling that we have advanced and only grown older. Max Muller
I spend my happiest hours in reading Vedantic books. They are to me like the light of the morning, like the pure air of the mountains - so simple, so true, if once understood. Max Muller
Let us live happily, without hate amongst those who hate. Let us dwell unhating amidst hateful men. Let us live happily, in good health amongst those who are sick. Let us dwell in good health amidst ailing men. Let us live happily, without yearning for sensual pleasures amongst those who yearn for them. Let us dwell without yearning amidst those who yearn. Let us live happily, we who have no impediments. We shall subsist on joy even as the radiant gods. Max Muller
I was shortly again at the castle, and the Princess gave me her hand to kiss and then brought her children, the young princes and princesses, and we played together, as if we had known each other for years. Max Muller
And then when all around grows dark, when we feel utterly alone, when all men right and left pass us by and know us not, a forgotten feeling rises in the breast. Max Muller

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