A person is really dead only when nobody thinks of him anymore.

For what's the use of talking with a man who has a disease and thinks about the stars?

A good soldier has his heart and soul in it. When he receives an order, he gets a hard on, and when he drives his lance through his enemy's guts, he comes.

Grub first, then ethics.

When the house of a great one collapses Many little ones are slain.

Unhappiness doesn't grow on the chest like leprosy. Poverty won't fall off the roof like a loose tile, no; poverty and unhappiness are man's doing.

Art is not a mirror. Art is a hammer.