Nature, like a true poet, abhors abrupt transitions.

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

Das war ein vorspeil nur; That was only a prelude; dort wo man Buecher verbrennt, Where one burns books, vebrennt man auch am Ende One will also burn people Menchen. Eventually.

There, where one burns books... one, in the end, burns men.

It must require an inordinate share of vanity and presumption, too, after enjoying so much that is good and beautiful on earth, to ask the Lord for immortality in addition to it all.

We should forgive our enemies, but not before they are hanged

I take pride in never being rude to anyone on this earth, which contains a great number of unbearable villains who set upon you to recount their sufferings and even recite their poems.