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

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

People like us are unhappy in this world and in the next, I guess if we made it to heaven, we'd have to help make it thunder.

Peace to the shacks! War on the palaces!

A good man with a good conscience doesn't walk so fast.