wit, wit! - I look upon it always as a draught of air; it cools indeed, but one gets a stiff neck from it. Katharina Elisabeth Goethe More Quotes by Katharina Elisabeth Goethe More Quotes From Katharina Elisabeth Goethe How many joys are crushed under foot because people look up at the sky and disregard what is at their feet? Katharina Elisabeth Goethe feet sky people
