Christianity is an idea, and as such is indestructible and immortal, like every idea.

Whatever tears one may shed, in the end one always blows one's nose.

This was but a prelude; where books are burnt human-beings will be burnt in the end

In the marvelous month of May when all the buds were bursting, then in my heart did love arise. In the marvelous month of May when all the birds were singing, then did I reveal to her my yearning and longing.

Experience is a good school. But the fees are high.

There is no Sixth Commandment in art. The poet is entitled to lay his hands on whatever material he finds necessary for his work.

In dark ages people are best guided by religion, as in a pitch-black night a blind man is the best guide; he knows the roads and paths better than a man who can see. When daylight comes, however, it is foolish to use blind, old men as guides.