The golden age, when rambunctious spirits were regarded as the source of evil.

I am not a human being, I am dynamite.

Reality is captured in the categorical nets of Language only at the expense of fatal distortion.

A woman's pity, which is talkative, carries the sick person's bed to the public marketplace.

The purpose of criminal law is to punish the enemies of those in power.

When a hundred men stand together, each of them loses his mind and gets another one.

In loneliness, the lonely one eats himself; in a crowd, the many eat him. Now choose.