Whatever tears one may shed, in the end one always blows one’s nose.
Meaning of the quote
This quote by the German poet Heinrich Heine is saying that no matter how sad or upset we may feel, eventually we will have to move on and take care of our practical, everyday needs. Even if we cry a lot, we'll still need to blow our nose in the end. It's a way of saying that life goes on, no matter what emotional ups and downs we go through.
About Heinrich Heine
Heinrich Heine was a renowned German poet, writer, and literary critic known for his witty and ironic verse and prose. Despite facing censorship and political exile, he became a celebrated figure in the Young Germany movement and is particularly renowned for his early lyric poetry, which was set to music by composers like Schumann and Schubert.
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