Revolution is like Saturn, it devours its own children.
That is a long word: forever!
The strides of humanity are slow, they can only be counted in centuries.
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.
You women could make someone fall in love even with a lie.