The sea appears all golden. Beneath the sun-lit sky.
Where words leave off, music begins.
Whenever books are burned, men also in the end are burned.
Oh, they loved dearly: their souls kissed, they kissed with their eyes, they were both but one single kiss.
Atheism is the last word of theism
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.