I will not say that women have no character rather, they have a new one every day. – Heinrich Heine
The lotus flower is troubled
At the suns resplendent light;
With sunken head and sadly
She dreamily waits for the night. – Heinrich Heine
Whatever tears one may shed, in the end one always blows ones nose. – Heinrich Heine
An idea must not be condemned for being a little shy and incoherent; all new ideas are shy when introduced first among our old ones. We should have patience and see whether the incoherency is likely to wear off or to wear on, in which latter case the sooner we get rid of them the better. – Samuel Butler