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Heinrich Heine
Age: 58 †
Born: 1797
Born: December 13
Died: 1856
Died: February 17
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Christian Johann Heinrich Heine
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There is only one writer in whom I find something that reminds me of the directness of style which is found in the Bible. It is Shakespeare.
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Perfumes are the feelings of flowers, and as the human heart, imagining itself alone and unwatched, feels most deeply in the night-time, so seems it as if the flowers, in musing modesty, await the mantling eventide ere they give themselves up wholly to feeling...
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We should forgive our enemies, but not before they are hanged
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It is a common phenomenon that just the prettiest girls find it so difficult to get a man.
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There are more fools in the world than there are people.
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If thou lookest on the lime-leaf, Thou a heart's form will discover Therefore are the lindens ever Chosen seats of each fond lover.
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It is an ancient story Yet is it ever new.
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All I really want is enough to live on, a little house in the country... and a tree in the garden with seven of my enemies hanging in it.
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Those who begin by burning books will end by burning people.
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Glow-worms on the ground are moving, As if in the torch-dance circling.
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Religion cannot sink lower than when somehow it is raised to a state religion ... It becomes then an avowed mistress.
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If the Romans had been obliged to learn Latin, they would never have found time to conquer the world.
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He is noble who both feels and acts nobly.
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The arrow belongs not to the archer when it has once left the bow the word no longer belongs to the speaker when it has once passed his lips, especially when it has been multiplied by the press.
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Ask me not what I have, but what I am.
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The nightingale appear'd the first, And as her melody she sang, The apple into blossom burst, To life the grass and violets sprang.
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The spring's already at the gate With looks my care beguiling The country round appeareth straight A flower-garden smiling.
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The propaganda of communism possesses a language which every people can understand. Its elements are simply hunger, envy, death.
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Newness hath an evanescent beauty.
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Twelve Dancings are dancing, and taking no rest, And closely their hands together are press'd And soon as a dance has come to a close, Another begins, and each merrily goes.
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