Never let a fool kiss you, or a kiss fool you. Oh, what lies there are in kisses!

Every period of time is a sphinx that throws itself into the abyss as soon as its riddle has been solved.

I do not murmur, even if my heart break.

Christ rode on an ass, but now asses ride on Christ.

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.

The negro king desired to be portrayed as white. But do not laugh at the poor African; for every man is but another negro king, and would like to appear in a color different from that with which Fate has bedaubed him.

There are more fools in the world than there are people.