Supreme power rests in the will of all or of the majority.
The strides of humanity are slow, they can only be counted in centuries.
Revolution calls my name. I will soon dwell in nothingness, and my name will be in the Pantheon of history.
The world is chaos. Nothingness is the yet-to-be-born god of the world.
Peace to the shacks! War on the palaces!
The breath of an aristocrat is the death rattle of freedom.