The Wedding March always reminds me of the music played when soldiers go into battle. – Heinrich Heine
The foolish race of mankind are swarming below in the night; they shriek and rage and quarrel — and all of them are right. – Heinrich Heine

The Wedding March always reminds me of the music played when soldiers go into battle. – Heinrich Heine
The foolish race of mankind are swarming below in the night; they shriek and rage and quarrel — and all of them are right. – Heinrich Heine
Every man, either to his terror or consolation, has some sense of religion. – Heinrich Heine