With the plundered people transferring their energies into relaxed and receptive thoughts, degradation and lust for power produced art.

Nature supplies the game of chess with its implements; science with its system; art with its aesthetic arrangement of its problems; and God endows it with its blessed power of making people happy.

Long ago I left heroics to the heroes

We're all so clogged with dead ideas passed from generation to generation that even the best of us don't know the way out.

However hard we try to bring in the new; it comes into being only in the midst of clumsy deals.

Against Nature's silence I use action In the vast indifference I invent a meaning I don't watch unmoved I intervene and say that this and this are wrong and I work to alter them and improve them The important thing is to pull yourself up by your own hair to turn yourself inside out and see the whole world with fresh eyes

What's the point of a revolution without general copulation copulation copulation