Quotes
Quotes - Heine
Whenever books are burned men also in the end are burned.
Mark this well, you proud men of action! you are, after all, nothing but unconscious instruments of the men of thought.
The weather-cock on the church spire, though made of iron, would soon be broken by the storm-wind if it ... did not understand the noble art of turning to every wind.
The Blossoms and leaves in plenty From the apple tree fall each day; The merry breezes approach them, And with them merrily play.
When I lately stood with a friend before [the cathedral of] Amiens, . . . he asked me how it happens that we can no longer build such piles? I replied: "Dear Alphonse, men in those days had convictions (Ueberzeugungen), we moderns have opinions (Meinungen) and it requires something more than an opinion to build a Gothic cathedral.
With the rose the butterfly's deep in love, A thousand times hovering round; But round himself, all tender like gold, The sun's sweet ray is hovering found.
Communism possesses a language which every people can understand--its elements are hunger, envy, and death.
You cannot feed the hungry on statistics.
And the dancing has begun now, And the dancers whirl round gaily In the waltz's giddy mazes, And the ground beneath them trembles.
Twelve dancers are dancing, and taking no rest, And closely their hands together are press'd; And soon as a dance has come to a close, Another begins, and each merrily goes.
I call'd the devil, and he came, And with wonder his form did I closely scan; He is not ugly, and is not lame, But really a handsome and charming man. A man in the prime of life is the devil, Obliging, a man of the world, and civil; A diplomatist too, well skill'd in debate, He talks quite glibly of church and state.
In blissful dream, in silent night, There came to me, with magic might, With magic might, my own sweet love, Into my little room above.
If the Romans had been obliged to learn Latin, they would never have found time to conquer the world.
It is a common phenomenon that just the prettiest girls find it so difficult to get a man.
Glow-worms on the ground are moving, As if in the torch-dance circling.
And yonder sits a maiden, The fairest of the fair, With gold in her garment glittering, And she combs her golden hair.
Tell me who first did kisses suggest? It was a mouth all glowing and blest; It kissed and it thought of nothing beside. The fair month of May was then in its pride, The flowers were all from the earth fast springing, The sun was laughing, the birds were singing.
If the Romans had been obliged to learn Latin, they would never have found the time to conquer the world.
God will pardon me. It is his trade.
If thou lookest on the lime-leaf, Thou a heart's form will discover; Therefore are the lindens ever Chosen seats of each fond lover.
Sweet May hath come to love us, Flowers, trees, their blossoms don; And through the blue heavens above us The very clouds move on.
As the moon's fair image quaketh In the raging waves of ocean, Whilst she, in the vault of heaven, Moves with silent peaceful motion.
When words leave off, music begins.
In these times we fight for ideas, and newspapers are our fortresses.
Like a wedding-song all-melting Sings the nightingale, the dear one.
