The life of the wealthy is one long Sunday.
I'll know how to die with courage; that is easier than living.
The weapon of the Republic is terror, and virtue is its strength.
The stars are scattered all over the sky like shimmering tears, there must be great pain in the eye from which they trickled.
How many women does one need to sing the scale of love all the way up and down?
Revolution calls my name. I will soon dwell in nothingness, and my name will be in the Pantheon of history.