“There, where one burns books, one in the end burns men.”

“Where they have burned books, they will end in burning human beings.”

“This was but a prelude; where books are burnt human-beings will be burnt in the end”

“Whatever tears one may shed, in the end one always blows one's nose.”

“A pine tree standeth lonelyIn the North on an upland bare;It standeth whitely shroudedWith snow, and sleepeth there.It dreameth of a Palm treeWhich far in the East alone,In the mournful silence standethOn its ridge of burning stone.”

“Where words leave off, music begins.”

“I fell asleep reading a dull book, and I dreamed that I was reading on, so I awoke from sheer boredom. ”