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

A brainiac notices everything, an ignoramus comments about everything.

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

On the waves of the brook she dances by, The light, the lovely dragon-fly; She dances here, she dances there, The shimmering, glimmering flutterer fair. And many a foolish young beetle's impressed By the blue gauze gown in which she is dressed; They admire the enamel that decks her bright, And her elegant waist so slim and slight.

Silence is the essential condition of happiness.

Pretty women without religion are like flowers without perfume.

I wept in my dreams. I dreamed you lay in the grave; I awoke, and the tears still poured down my cheeks. I wept in my dreams, I dreamed you had left me; I awoke and I went on weeping long and bitterly. I wept in my dreams, I dreamed you were still kind to me; I awoke, and still the flow of my tears streams on.