My heart resembles the ocean; has storm, and ebb and flow; and many a beautiful pearl lies hid in its depths below.

Where words cease, there music begins.

It is extremely difficult for a Jew to be converted, for how can he bring himself to believe in the divinity of - another Jew?

God will forgive me. It's his job.

Wherever they burn books they will also, in the end, burn human beings.

If the Romans had been obliged to learn Latin, they would never have found time to conquer the world.

But a day must come when the fire of youth will be quenched in my veins, when winter will dwell in my heart, when his snow flakes will whiten my locks, and his mists will dim my eyes. Then my friends will lie in their lonely grave, and I alone will remain like a solitary stalk forgotten by the reaper.