Lo, sleep is good, better is death--in sooth The best of all were never to be born.

Great genius takes shape by contact with another great genius, but less by assimilation than by friction.

Oh, they loved dearly: their souls kissed, they kissed with their eyes, they were both but one single kiss.

Sweet May lies fresh before us, To life the young flowers leap, And through the Heaven's blue o'er us The rosy cloudlets sweep.

Genius: 1. to believe your own thought. To believe that what is true for you is ultimately true. 2. a sledgehammer. 3. the fruit of labour and thought. 4. soul. 5. the ability to put into effect what is in your mind. 6. something one can become.

God will forgive me. It's his job." Heine said this on his deathbed (1856). Hilarious. He must have thought that up years before and counted the seconds to use it.

You cannot feed the hungry on statistics.