Germany is now a field of cadavers, soon she will be a paradise.
How many women does one need to sing the scale of love all the way up and down?
A good man with a good conscience doesn't walk so fast.
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.
The world is chaos. Nothingness is the yet-to-be-born god of the world.