Heinrich Heine

“With his night-cap and his night-shirt tatters, He botches up the loop-holes in the structure of the world.”

— Heinrich Heine

Communism possesses a language which every people can understand - its elements are hunger, envy, and death.

— Heinrich Heine

With his nightcaps and the tatters of his dressing-gown he patches up the gaps in the structure of the universe.

— Heinrich Heine

He who fears to venture as far as his heart urges and his reason permits, is a coward; he who ventures further…

— Heinrich Heine

Reason exercises merely the function of preserving order, is, so to say, the police in the region of art. In life it…

— Heinrich Heine

“Iron helmets will not save/ Even heroes from the grave/ Good man's blood will drain away/ While the wickid win the day.”

— Heinrich Heine

As the moon's fair image quaketh In the raging waves of ocean, Whilst she, in the vault of heaven, Moves with silent…

— Heinrich Heine

Great genius takes shape by contact with another great genius, but, less by assimilation than by friction.

— Heinrich Heine

Twelve Dancings are dancing, and taking no rest, And closely their hands together are press'd; And soon as a dance has come…

— Heinrich Heine

“The Romans would never have found time to conquer the world if they had been obliged first to learn Latin.”

— Heinrich Heine

Sweet May hath come to love us, Flowers, trees, their blossoms don; And through the blue heavens above us The very clouds…

— Heinrich Heine

“And yonder sits a maiden, The fairest of the fair, With gold in her garment glittering, And she combs her golden hair.”

— Heinrich Heine

Music is a strange thing. I would almost say it is a miracle. For it stands halfway between thought and phenomenon, between…

— Heinrich Heine

“I fell asleep reading a dull book, and I dreamed that I was reading on, so I awoke from sheer boredom. ”

— Heinrich Heine

The night comes stealing o'er me, And clouds are on the sea; While the wavelets rustle before me With a mystical melody.

— Heinrich Heine

My heart resembles the ocean; has storm, and ebb and flow; and many a beautiful pearl lies hid in its depths below.

— Heinrich Heine

Oh what lies there are in kisses! And their guile so well prepared! Sweet the snaring is; but this is Sweeter still,…

— Heinrich Heine

Good Luck is a giddy maid, Fickle and restless as a fawn; She smooths your hair; and then the jade Kisses you…

— Heinrich Heine

All special charters of freedom must be abrogated where the universal law of freedom is to flourish.

— Heinrich Heine

Sweet May lies fresh before us, To life the young flowers leap, And through the Heaven's blue o'er us The rosy cloudlets…

— Heinrich Heine

Jews who long have drifted from the faith of their fathers... are stirred in their inmost parts when the old, familiar Passover…

— Heinrich Heine

Das war ein vorspeil nur; That was only a prelude; dort wo man Buecher verbrennt, Where one burns books, vebrennt man auch…

— Heinrich Heine