Revolution calls my name. I will soon dwell in nothingness, and my name will be in the Pantheon of history.
The weapon of the Republic is terror, and virtue is its strength.
That is a long word: forever!
You women could make someone fall in love even with a lie.
The statue of Freedom has not been cast yet, the furnace is hot, we can all still burn our fingers.
Revolution is like Saturn, it devours its own children.