The lotus flower is troubled
At the suns resplendent light;
With sunken head and sadly
She dreamily waits for the night. – Heinrich Heine
Sleep is good, death is better but of course, the best thing would to have never been born at all. – Heinrich Heine
In the marvellous month of May
when all the buds were bursting,
then in my heart did
love arise.
In the marvellous month of May
when all the birds were singing,
then did I reveal to her
my yearning and longing. – Heinrich Heine
If the Romans had been obliged to learn Latin, they would never have found time to conquer the world. – Heinrich Heine