Isn't my heart holy, more full of life's beauty, since I fell in love? Why did you like me more when I was prouder and wilder, more full of words, yet emptier? Well, the crowd likes whatever sells in the marketplace; and no one but a slave appreciates violent men. Only those who are themselves godlike believe in the gods.
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Friedrich Holderlin
Johann Christian Friedrich Hölderlin (20 March 1770 – 7 June 1843) was a German poet and philosopher. Described by Norbert von Hellingrath as "t…
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