Ibid., p. 289
The Book of Disquiet
Original: Só a esterilidade é nobre e digna. Só o matar o que nunca foi é alto e perverso e absurdo.
“Compulsion kills all noble, freely given devotion.”
Zwang tötet alle edle, freiwillige Hingebung.
This is often shortened to "Zwang tötet": "Compulsion kills" or "Force kills".
Über den Umgang mit Menschen (1788)
Original
Zwang tötet alle edle, freiwillige Hingebung.
Zweites Buch, 2. Kapitel, Eltern, Kinder, Blutsfreunde. hg. von Karl Goedeke. 16. Ausgabe. Hannover: Hahn, 1878. Seite 126 http://commons.wikimedia.org/w/index.php?title=Image%3A%C3%9Cber_den_Umgang_mit_Menschen.djvu&page=142
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