Oh what lies lurk in kisses! – Heinrich Heine
Whatever tears one may shed, in the end one always blows ones nose. – Heinrich Heine

Oh what lies lurk in kisses! – Heinrich Heine
Whatever tears one may shed, in the end one always blows ones nose. – Heinrich Heine
The Wedding March always reminds me of the music played when soldiers go into battle. – Heinrich Heine
Communism possesses a language which every people can understand – its elements are hunger, envy, and death. – Heinrich Heine