Heinrich Heine
Heinrich Heine
Christian Johann Heinrich Heinewas a German poet, journalist, essayist, and literary critic. He is best known outside Germany for his early lyric poetry, which was set to music in the form of Liederby composers such as Robert Schumann and Franz Schubert. Heine's later verse and prose are distinguished by their satirical wit and irony. He is considered part of the Young Germany movement. His radical political views led to many of his works being banned by German authorities. Heine spent...
NationalityGerman
ProfessionPoet
Date of Birth13 December 1797
CountryGermany
In blissful dream, in silent night, There came to me, with magic might, With magic might, my own sweet love, Into my little room above.
Thought precedes action as lighting does thunder.
Pretty women without religion are like flowers without perfume.
Newness hath an evanescent beauty.
At Dresden on the Elbe, that handsome city, Where straw hats, verses, and cigars are made, They've built (it well may make us feel afraid,) A music club and music warehouse pretty.
God will pardon me. It is His trade.
A brainiac notices everything, an ignoramus comments about everything.
The Portuguese, Dutch and English have been for a long time year after year, shipping home the treasures of India in their big vessels. We Germans have been all along been left to watch it. Germany would do likewise, but hers would be treasures of spiritual knowledge.
That was only the beginning - where one burns books, one will finally also burn people.
Atheism is the last word of theism
Oh, what lies there are in kisses.
Talking and eloquence are not the same: to speak and to speak well are two things. A fool may talk, but a wise man speaks.
Communism possesses a language which every people can understand - its elements are hunger, envy, and death.
Out of my great sorrows, I make little songs.