Revolution is like Saturn, it devours its own children.

And for tired eyes every light is too bright, and for tired lips every breath too heavy, and for tired ears every word too much.

We are always on stage, even when we are stabbed in earnest at the end.

Dying people often become childish.

I'll know how to die with courage; that is easier than living.

Revolution calls my name. I will soon dwell in nothingness, and my name will be in the Pantheon of history.

Death is the most blessed dream.