Wherever books are burned, human beings are destined to be burned too.
Photography is a witness against the mistaken opinion that art is an imitation of nature.
Whenever books are burned, men also in the end are burned.
The years keep coming and going, Men will arise & depart; Only one thing is immortal: The love that is in my heart.
Pretty women without religion are like flowers without perfume.
Christ rode on an ass, but now asses ride on Christ.