The poet presents his thoughts festively, on the carriage of rhythm: usually because they could not walk.

The surest aid in combating the male's disease of self-contempt is to be loved by a clever woman.

Democracy represents the disbelief in all great men and in all elite societies: everybody is everybody's equal.

Everything matters. Nothing's important.

Weariness is the shortest path to equality and fraternity-and finally liberty is bestowed by sleep.

Pity is the most pleasant feeling in those who have not much pride and have no prospect of great conquests; for them the easy prey - and that is what all who suffer are - is enchanting.

Truth is only an illusion we have forgotten is an illusion.