My love for you is the sole image / Of God a human is allowed.

- Else Lasker-Schuler

My breath hovers over the river of God - / Softly I set my foot / On the path to my long home.

- Else Lasker-Schuler

Were my smile not submerged in my countenance, / I should suspend it over her grave.

- Else Lasker-Schuler