There, where one burns books... one, in the end, burns men.
From every Englishman emanates a kind of gas, the deadly choke-damp of boredom.
Man,--the aristocrat amongst the animals.
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.
The Bible is the great family chronicle of the Jews.
Reason exercises merely the function of preserving order, is, so to say, the police in the region of art. In life it is mostly a cold arithmetician summing up our follies.