He only profits from praise who values criticism.
There, where one burns books... one, in the end, burns men.
He is noble who both feels and acts nobly.
That was only the beginning - where one burns books, one will finally also burn people.
The years keep coming and going, Men will arise & depart; Only one thing is immortal: The love that is in my heart.
In these times we fight for ideas and newspapers are our fortress.