Robespierre, this pedant of freedom!
I cannot be exacting because I respect myself.
Erroneous views and presumptuousness send a talent to the insane asylum.
Man will return to his origins. Goethe has finally become as squiggly as the city of his fathers.
Isn't it awful that cold feet make for a cold imagination and that a pair of woollen socks induce good thoughts!
Trying to conceal a crime is like burying a seed in the ground.