Every age has its problem, by solving which humanity is helped forward.

Whenever books are burned, men also in the end are burned.

Those who begin by burning books will end by burning people.

Religion cannot sink lower than when somehow it is raised to a state religion ... It becomes then an avowed mistress.

The real madness probably is not another thing that the wisdom itself that, tired of discovering the shames of the world, has taken the intelligent resolution to become mad

On the waves of the brook she dances by, The light, the lovely dragon-fly; She dances here, she dances there, The shimmering, glimmering flutterer fair. And many a foolish young beetle's impressed By the blue gauze gown in which she is dressed; They admire the enamel that decks her bright, And her elegant waist so slim and slight.

The fountain of love is the rose and the lily, the sun and the dove.