Johann Christian Friedrich Hölderlin citáty

„Tí, ktorí tvrdia, že robia zo sveta raj, vždy z neho robia peklo.“

„Sme rozhovorom.“

„Nežil, lebo v nič nedúfal.“

„Bohovia zomierajú, ak zomiera nadšenie.“

„Čím nevysvetliteľnejšie človek trpí, tým nevysvetliteľnejšie je mocný.“

„Je krásne, že človeku je tak zaťažko presvedčiť sa o smrti toho, koho miluje.“

„Myslí si, že netrpezlivosť, s ktorou človek sa ponáhľa za svojím cieľom, je skalný útes, na ktorom často práve tí najlepší stroskotávajú.“

„Nech si svet ide svojim krokom, ktorý aj tak rovnako nemožno zastaviť. My si pôjdeme svojim.“

„Len samých remeselníkov stretám, nikde ducha.“

“Before either of us knew it, we belonged to each other.”

“What has always made the state a hell on earth has been precisely that man has tried to make it heaven.

As translated by Michael Hamburger”

“You have a head and a heart? Reveal only one of them, I say; If you reveal both at once, doubly they'll damn you, for both.”

“But where the danger is, also grows the saving power.”

“Wir sind nichts; was wir suchen ist alles. (We are nothing; what we search for is everything.)”

“The earth with yellow pears
And overgrown with roses wild
Upon the pond is bent,
And swans divine,
With kisses drunk
You drop your heads
In the sublimely sobering water.
But where, with winter come, am I
To find, alas, the floweres, and where
The sunshine
And the shadow of the world?
Cold the walls stand
And the wordless, in the wind
The weathercocks are rattling.”

“What is the wisdom of a book compared with the wisdom of an angel?”

“He who has thought most deeply loves what is most alive.”

“Wherein lies the danger, grows also the saving power.”

“It was not delight, not wonder that arose among us, it was the peace of heaven.”

“I call on Fate to give me back my soul.”

“Now we were standing close to the summit's rim, gazing out into the endless East.”

“Being at one is god-like and good, but human, too human, the mania
Which insists there is only the One, one country, one truth, and one way.”

“You seek life, and a godly fire
Gushes and gleams for you out of the earth,
As, with shuddering long, you
Hurl yourself down to the flames of the Etna. So by a queen's wanton whim
Pearls were dissolved in wine- heed her not!
What folly, poet, to cast your riches
Into that bright and bubbling cup! Yet still are you holy to me, as the might of the earth
That bore you away, audaciously perishing!
And I would follow the hero into the depths
Did love not hold me.”

“We are nothing; what we search for is everything.”