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Issues Index | Next => Harry Heine was born at Duesseldorf, Germany on this day in 1797, in a time in which the area was occupied by the French which helped the prospects of Jews. He trained for business and law, and though he converted to Protestantism (required for civil service or practicing law) and earned his law degree in 1825, his interest had turned to literature. He moved to Paris in 1831 for the intellectual community, remained there after some of his writing made him unwelcome in Germany. In addition to poetry (some of which was set to music by German composers such as Franz Schubert and Robert Schumann), he also wrote travel pieces and political essays. When he converted he took the name he published under, Heinrich Heine.
Of course God will forgive me; that's His job. Experience is a good school, but the fees are high. He only profits from praise who values criticism. Since the Exodus, freedom has always spoken with a Hebrew accent. When words leave off, music begins. Wherever they burn books they will also, in the end, burn human beings. Oh what lies lurk in kisses! Would you like to see quotes like these in your mail tomorrow morning? Our 10,000 loyal subscribers hate to miss a day, perhaps you should sign up now! No cost or obligation, just be open to the enlightenment waiting for you among our 22,500+ quotes.
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