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

The stars are scattered all over the sky like shimmering tears, there must be great pain in the eye from which they trickled.

Only one thing abides: an infinite beauty that passes from form to form, eternally changed and revealed afresh.

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.

There are only Epicureans, either crude or refined; Christ was the most refined.

Whoever finishes a revolution only halfway, digs his own grave.

The revolutionary government is the despotism of liberty against tyranny