Where they have burned books, they will end in burning human beings. (Dort, wo man Bücher verbrennt, verbrennt man am Ende auch Menschen)
When books are burned in the end people will be burned too.
The weather-cock on the church spire, though made of iron, would soon be broken by the storm-wind if it... did not understand the noble art of turning to every wind.
He only profits from praise who values criticism.
Dieu me pardonnera. C'est son metier. (God will forgive me. It's his job.)
I fell asleep reading a dull book and dreamed I kept on reading, so I awoke from sheer boredom.
Oh, what lies there are in kisses!
Sleep is lovely, death is better still, not to have been born is of course the miracle.
The music at a wedding procession always reminds me of the music of soldiers going into battle.
One should forgive one's enemies, but not before they are hanged.