How many women does one need to sing the scale of love all the way up and down?
The world is chaos. Nothingness is the yet-to-be-born god of the world.
The power of the people and the power of reason are one.
The breath of an aristocrat is the death rattle of freedom.
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 life of the wealthy is one long Sunday.