And once again we plighted our troth, And titter'd, caress'd, kiss'd so dearly. — Heinrich Heine Copy Share Image
Oh fair, oh sweet and holy as dew at morning tide, I gaze on thee, and yearnings, sad in my bosom hide. — Heinrich Heine Copy Share Image
In politics, as in life, we must above all things wish only for the attainable. — Heinrich Heine Copy Share Image
Life is the greatest of blessings and death the worst of evils.... all great, powerful souls love life. — Heinrich Heine Copy Share Image
“But that age … exerts on us An almost terrible charm, Like the memory of things seen And a life lived in dreams.” — Heinrich Heine Copy Share Image
Poverty sits by the cradle of all our great men, and rocks them up to manhood; and this meager foster-mother remains their… — Heinrich Heine Copy Share Image
I have smelt all the aromas there are in the fragrant kitchen they call Earth; and what we can enjoy in this… — Heinrich Heine Copy Share Image
“The history of Immanuel Kant's life is difficult to portray, for he had neither life nor history. He led a mechanical, regular,… — Heinrich Heine Copy Share Image
We know only that our entire existence is forced into new paths and disrupted, that new circumstances, new joys and new sorrows… — Heinrich Heine Copy Share Image
I live! Red life boils in my veins, earth yields beneath my feet, in the glow of love I embrace trees and… — Heinrich Heine Copy Share Image
Life is all too wondrous sweet, and the world is so beautifully bewildered; it is the dream of an intoxicated divinity... — Heinrich Heine Copy Share Image
Our sweetest hopes rise blooming. And then again are gone, They bloom and fade alternate, And so it goes rolling on. I… — Heinrich Heine Copy Share Image
I care little in the existence of a heaven or hell; self respect does not allow me to guide my acts with… — 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 Image
Lo, sleep is good, better is death--in sooth The best of all were never to be born. — Heinrich Heine Copy Share Image
Ordinarily he was insane, but he had lucid moments when he was merely stupid — Heinrich Heine Copy Share Image
Every age has its problem, by solving which humanity is helped forward. — Heinrich Heine Copy Share Image
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 Image
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 Image
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 Image
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 Image
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 Image
“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 Image
