“The first time it was reported that our friends were being butchered there was a cry of horror. Then a hundred were butchered. But when a thousand were butchered and there was no end to the butchery, a blanket of silence spread.”

There are times when you have to choose between being human and having good taste.

He who speaks of enemies , himself is the enemy.

When the praying does no good, insurance does help.

For once you must try not to shirk the facts: mankind is kept alive by bestial acts.

When you name yourself, you always name another.

For time flows on, and if it did not, it would be a bad prospect for those who do not sit at golden tables.

General, your tank is a powerful vehicle It smashes down forests and crushes a hundred men. But it has one defect: It needs a driver.

Only bad generals need heroes.

I don’t trust him. We’re friends.

But something’s missing.

Realist writing, of which history offers many widely varying examples, is likewise conditioned by the question of how, when and for what class it is made use of.

One must live well to know what living is.

For the task assigned them Men aren’t smart enough or sly Any rogue can blind them With a clever lie.

Do not fear death so much but rather the inadequate life.

People cannot remain good unless good is expected of them.

In the contradiction lies the hope.

A thicket of summer grass / Is all that remains / Of the dreams of ancient warriors.

Summer left me like an almost lover.

That it would always be summer and autumn, and you always courting me, and always thinking as much of me as you have done through the past summertime!

We fell in love because we were both summer souls.

Summer was soaked with you.

Give me love like summer rain.

The plant kingdom covers the entire earth, offering our senses great pleasure and the delights of summer.

Blessed be the Lord for the beauty of summer and spring, for the air, the water, the verdure, and the song of birds.