The Portuguese, Dutch and English have been for a long time year after year, shipping home the treasures of India in their big vessels. We Germans have been all along been left to watch it. Germany would do likewise, but hers would be treasures of spiritual knowledge.

Out of my own great woe I make my little songs.

The sea appears all golden. Beneath the sun-lit sky.

I care little in the existence of a heaven or hell; self respect does not allow me to guide my acts with an eye toward heavenly salvation or hellish punishment. I pursue the good in life because it is beautiful and attracts me; and shun the bad because it is ugly and repulsive. All our acts should originate from the spring of unselfish love, whether there be a continuation after death or not.

Wherever books are burned, human beings are destined to be burned too.

In the image of the lion made He kittens small and curious.

Nature, like a true poet, abhors abrupt transitions.