Christianity is an idea, and as such is indestructible and immortal, like every idea. — Heinrich Heine Copy Share Image
First, I thought, almost despairing, This must crush my spirit now; Yet I bore it, and am bearing- Only do not ask… — Heinrich Heine Copy Share Image
Religion cannot sink lower than when somehow it is raised to a state religion ... It becomes then an avowed mistress. — Heinrich Heine Copy Share Image
The same fact that Boccaccio offers in support of religion might be adduced in behalf of a republic: "It exists in spite… — Heinrich Heine Copy Share Image
In earlier religions the spirit of the time was expressed through the individual and confirmed by miracles. In modern religions the spirit… — Heinrich Heine Copy Share Image
Be entirely tolerant or not at all; follow the good path or the evil one. To stand at the crossroads requires more… — Heinrich Heine Copy Share Image
Terrible as is war, it yet displays the spiritual grandeur of man daring to defy his mightiest hereditary enemy--death. — Heinrich Heine Copy Share Image
Music is a strange thing. I would almost say it is a miracle. For it stands halfway between thought and phenomenon, between… — Heinrich Heine Copy Share Image
In dark ages people are best guided by religion, as in a pitch-black night a blind man is the best guide; he… — Heinrich Heine Copy Share Image
Great genius takes shape by contact with another great genius, but, less by assimilation than by friction. — Heinrich Heine Copy Share
Lo, sleep is good, better is death--in sooth The best of all were never to be born. — Heinrich Heine Copy Share
Ordinarily he was insane, but he had lucid moments when he was merely stupid — Heinrich Heine Copy Share
The beauteous dragonfly's dancing By the waves of the rivulet glancing; She dances here and she dances there, The glimmering, glittering flutterer fair. Full… — Heinrich Heine Copy Share
I am no longer a divine biped. I am no longer the freest German after Goethe, as Ruge named me in healthier days. I… — Heinrich Heine Copy Share
First, I thought, almost despairing, This must crush my spirit now; Yet I bore it, and am bearing- Only do not ask me how. — Heinrich Heine Copy Share
Nothing is more futile than theorizing about music. No doubt there are laws, mathematically strict laws, but these laws are not music; they are… — Heinrich Heine Copy Share
A lonely fir-tree is standing On a northern barren height; It sleeps, and the ice and snow-drift Cast round it a garment of white. — Heinrich Heine Copy Share
“Still is the night, it quiets the streets down, In that window my love would appear; She's long since gone away from this town,… — Heinrich Heine Copy Share
The dragon-fly is dancing,— Is on the water glancing, She flits about with nimble wing, The flickering, fluttering, restless thing. Besotted chafers all admire… — Heinrich Heine Copy Share
There is one thing on earth more terrible than English music, and that is English painting. — Heinrich Heine Copy Share
