That is a long word: forever!
The strides of humanity are slow, they can only be counted in centuries.
The weapon of the Republic is terror, and virtue is its strength.
The statue of Freedom has not been cast yet, the furnace is hot, we can all still burn our fingers.
One must love humanity in order to reach out into the unique essence of each individual: no one can be too low or too ugly.
Supreme power rests in the will of all or of the majority.