"Now, nothing makes me more angry than people who torment one another, particularly if young people in the prime of their lives, when they should be most receptive of all pleasures, mutually spoil their few good days by putting on moody faces, realising only when it is too late that they have wasted something irrecoverable."
-Goethe, The Sorrows of Young Werther

Why does the stream of genius so seldom break out as a torrent, with roaring high waves, and shake your awed soul?-- Dear friends, because there are cool and composed gentlemen living on both banks, whose garden houses, tulip beds and cabbage fields would be devastated if they had not in good time known how to meet the threatening danger by building dams and ditches.
-Goethe (The Sorrows of Young Werther)