The World Is Chaos. Nothingness Is The

How Many Women Does One Need To Sing The Scale Of Love All The Way Up And Down?

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.

Whoever Finishes A Revolution Only Halfway, Digs His Own Grave.

Freedom And Whores Are The Most Cosmopolitan Items Under The Sun.

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.