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.

Germany is now a field of cadavers, soon she will be a paradise.

The breath of an aristocrat is the death rattle of freedom.

Supreme power rests in the will of all or of the majority.

The power of the people and the power of reason are one.

How many women does one need to sing the scale of love all the way up and down?

Revolution is like Saturn, it devours its own children.