Christoph Martin Wieland
Christoph Martin Wieland

Too oft is transient pleasure the source of long woes.

Christoph Martin Wieland
Christoph Martin Wieland

The compulsion of fate is bitter.

Christoph Martin Wieland
Christoph Martin Wieland

For whatever a man has, is in reality only a gift.

Christoph Martin Wieland
Christoph Martin Wieland

Man blindly works the will of fate.