"I came to see you, and if you run away I shall go also, and I advise you not to try to prevent me." His voice resounded through the apartment, growing louder as he spoke, his cheeks flushed, and his high, commanding brow contracted.
"Jupiter Tonans!" cried Moritz, regarding him, "you are truly Jupiter Tonans in person, and I bow before you and obey your command.

I shall remain to worship you, and gaze at you." "And it may be possible to speak in a reasonable manner to me," said Goethe, coaxingly.

"Away with sentimentality and odors of incense! We are no sybarites, to feed on sweet-meats and cakes; but we are men who have a noble aim in view, attained only by a thorny path.

Our eyes must remain fixed upon the goal, and nothing must divert them from it." "What is the aim that we should strive for ?" asked Moritz, his whole being suddenly changing, and his manner expressing the greatest depression and sadness.
Goethe smiled.

"How can you ask, as if you did not know it yourself.
Self-knowledge should be our first aim! The ancient philosophers were wise to have inscribed over the entrances to their temples, 'Know thyself,' in order to remind all approaching, to examine themselves before they entered the halls of the gods.