We are always on stage, even when we are stabbed in earnest at the end.
There are only Epicureans, either crude or refined; Christ was the most refined.
The statue of Freedom has not been cast yet, the furnace is hot, we can all still burn our fingers.
The state is therefore everyone; the rules within the state are laws which safeguard the welfare of all and which must originate from the welfare of all.
The strides of humanity are slow, they can only be counted in centuries.
Dying people often become childish.