It is the emotions to which one objects in Germany most of all.

No matter which word it is, when I pronounce repeatedly, it ends up sounding utterly ridiculous and meaningless to me.

From a distance the rushing of the torrent delights and uplifts us, but it rocks us in a flimsy boat, we are overwhelmed by despair. The same applies to danger.

Historical! Must it be historical to catch your attention? Even though historicity, like notoriety, denotes nothing more than thatsomething has occurred.

To enlist the support of the people and of parliament, you only have to propose a profitable villainy.

Our poetry emulates the recent progress in military strategy: Our army's strength is the foot soldiers.

To declaim freedom verses seems like a poem within a poem; freedom requires guns, it requires arms, but no feet.