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Love is a peculiar thing.
The sin is in our thoughts.
Your words smell of corpses.
That is a long word: forever!
Death is the most blessed dream.
Dying people often become childish.
Murder begins where self-defense ends.
Peace to the shacks! War on the palaces!
The life of the wealthy is one long Sunday.
Revolution is like Saturn, it devours its own children.
A good man with a good conscience doesn't walk so fast.
The power of the people and the power of reason are one.
Supreme power rests in the will of all or of the majority.
You women could make someone fall in love even with a lie.
Man is an abyss, and I turn giddy when I look down into it.
The breath of an aristocrat is the death rattle of freedom.
We have not made the Revolution, the Revolution has made us.
I'll know how to die with courage; that is easier than living.
Whoever finishes a revolution only halfway, digs his own grave.
Germany is now a field of cadavers, soon she will be a paradise.
Freedom and whores are the most cosmopolitan items under the sun.
The weapon of the Republic is terror, and virtue is its strength.
We are only puppets, our strings are being pulled by unknown forces.
The world is chaos. Nothingness is the yet-to-be-born god of the world.
We are always on stage, even when we are stabbed in earnest at the end.
The strides of humanity are slow, they can only be counted in centuries.
The revolutionary government is the despotism of liberty against tyranny
The revolutionary government is the despotism of liberty against tyranny.
How many women does one need to sing the scale of love all the way up and down?
There are only Epicureans, either crude or refined; Christ was the most refined.
Government must be a transparent garment which tightly clings to the people's body.
They say in the grave there is peace, and peace and the grave are one and the same.
Revolution is like the daughters of Pelias: it cuts humanity to pieces in order to rejuvenate it.
The statue of Freedom has not been cast yet, the furnace is hot, we can all still burn our fingers.
Revolution calls my name. I will soon dwell in nothingness, and my name will be in the Pantheon of history.
Do you know, Valerio, that even the least among all humans is so great that life is far too short to love him?
Only one thing abides: an infinite beauty that passes from form to form, eternally changed and revealed afresh.
One must love humanity in order to reach out into the unique essence of each individual: no one can be too low or too ugly.
The stars are scattered all over the sky like shimmering tears, there must be great pain in the eye from which they trickled.
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.
The death clock is ticking slowly in our breast, and each drop of blood measures its time, and our life is a lingering fever.
And for tired eyes every light is too bright, and for tired lips every breath too heavy, and for tired ears every word too much.
The state is therefore everyone; the rules within the state are laws which safeguard the welfare of all and which must originate from the welfare of all.
Raise your eyes and count the small gang of your oppressors who are only strong through the blood they suck from you and through your arms which you lend them unwillingly.
The revolution must end and the republic must begin. In our constitution, right must take the place of duty, welfare that of virtue, and self-defense that of punishment. Everyone must be able to prevail and to live according to one's own nature.