I live! Red life boils in my veins, earth yields beneath my feet, in the glow of love I embrace trees and statues, and they live in my embrace. Every woman is to me the gift of a world. I revel in the melody of her countenance, and with a single glance of my eye I can enjoy more than others with their every limb through all their lives.

Oh, what lies there are in kisses.

Every age thinks its battle the most important of all.

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

The swan, like the soul of the poet, By the dull world is ill understood.

Talking and eloquence are not the same: to speak and to speak well are two things. A fool may talk, but a wise man speaks.

The beauteous eyes of the spring's fair night With comfort are downward gazing.