Das war ein vorspeil nur; That was only a prelude; dort wo man Buecher verbrennt, Where one burns books, vebrennt man auch am Ende One will also burn people Menchen. Eventually.
Heinrich HeineRead
Lo, sleep is good, better is death--in sooth The best of all were never to be born.
Interpretation
This quote reflects on the value of existence and life choices, suggesting that not being born may be preferable to experiencing the pains of life.
Heinrich Heine's quote explores the profound idea of existence and the human condition, proposing that while sleep is a temporary respite from life's struggles, death may offer a permanent escape. In fact, he suggests that the ultimate relief from suffering might be to never have been born at all, challenging our understanding of life and the value we place on our experiences.
In practice
During a discussion on the meaning of life at a philosophy club meeting.
Das war ein vorspeil nur; That was only a prelude; dort wo man Buecher verbrennt, Where one burns books, vebrennt man auch am Ende One will also burn people Menchen. Eventually.
Life is all too wondrous sweet, and the world is so beautifully bewildered; it is the dream of an intoxicated divinity.
Wherever they burn books they will also, in the end, burn human beings.
I care little in the existence of a heaven or hell; self respect does not allow me to guide my acts with an eye toward heavenly salvation or hellish punishment. I pursue the good in life because it is beautiful and attracts me; and shun the bad because it is ugly and repulsive. All our acts should originate from the spring of unselfish love, whether there be a continuation after death or not.
I wept in my dreams. I dreamed you lay in the grave; I awoke, and the tears still poured down my cheeks. I wept in my dreams, I dreamed you had left me; I awoke and I went on weeping long and bitterly. I wept in my dreams, I dreamed you were still kind to me; I awoke, and still the flow of my tears streams on.
Oh, they loved dearly: their souls kissed, they kissed with their eyes, they were both but one single kiss.
Life is, if anything, the art of combination. Of discrimination. Of freely picking one's own personal pattern out of a hundred choices. Not letting it be picked for youβeither by the Establishment, or by the Rebels. Conformity of Hip is no better than Conformity of Square.
Women's director! Well, I'm very pleased to be considered a master of anything, but remember, for every Jill there was a Jack. People like to pigeonhole you - it's a shortcut, I guess, but once they do, you're stuck with it.
But would we know, whether the pretended prophet had really attained a just sentiment of morals? Let us attend to his narration; and we shall soon find, that he bestows praise on such instances of treachery, inhumanity, cruelty, revenge, bigotry, as are utterly incompatible with civilized society. No steady rule of right seems there to be attended to; and every action is blamed or praised, so far only as it is beneficial or hurtful to the true believers.
The true objective of war is peace.
Religious unity can look like a carnival and religious liberty can look like a funeral.
Truly it is glorious, our being here.
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