the was once strolling on a narrow path in a park in Weimar. As luck would have it， he met with a critic who was hostile to him. Both of them stopped， staring at each other. Then the critic said， I'll never make way for a fool. But I will， with that Goethe retreated aside.

一次，歌德正在魏玛一个公园的一条狭窄小道上散步，碰巧他遇见一个对他怀有敌意的评论家。两人都停了下来，彼此相互对视。接着评论家说道：我从来不给傻瓜让路。 可我给，说完歌德退到了一边。