In the image of the lion made He kittens small and curious.

Das war ein vorspeil nur; That was only a prelude; dort wo man Buecher verbrennt, Where one burns books, vebrennt man auch am Ende One will also burn people Menchen. Eventually.

All our contemporary philosophers perhaps without knowing it are looking through eyeglasses that Baruch Spinoza polished. Spinoza was a philosopher who earned his livelihood by grinding lenses.

This was but a prelude; where books are burnt human-beings will be burnt in the end

Man,--the aristocrat amongst the animals.

Like a great poet, Nature knows how to produce the greatest effects with the most limited means.

The foolish race of mankind are swarming below in the night; they shriek and rage and quarrel - and all of them are right.