How many women does one need to sing the scale of love all the way up and down?

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The death clock is ticking slowly in our breast, and each drop of blood measures...

The death clock is ticking slowly in our breast, and each drop of blood measures...

A good man with a good conscience doesn't walk so fast.

A good man with a good conscience doesn't walk so fast.

Death is the most blessed dream.

Death is the most blessed dream.

Your words smell of corpses.

Your words smell of corpses.

We are always on stage, even when we are stabbed in earnest at the end.

We are always on stage, even when we are stabbed in earnest at the end.

Dying people often become childish.

Dying people often become childish.

I'll know how to die with courage; that is easier than living.

I'll know how to die with courage; that is easier than living.

Raise your eyes and count the small gang of your oppressors who are only strong...

Raise your eyes and count the small gang of your oppressors who are only strong...

Revolution is like Saturn, it devours its own children.

Revolution is like Saturn, it devours its own children.

The stars are scattered all over the sky like shimmering tears, there must be great...

The stars are scattered all over the sky like shimmering tears, there must be great...

You women could make someone fall in love even with a lie.

You women could make someone fall in love even with a lie.

The power of the people and the power of reason are one.

The power of the people and the power of reason are one.

There are only Epicureans, either crude or refined; Christ was the most refined.

There are only Epicureans, either crude or refined; Christ was the most refined.

The life of the wealthy is one long Sunday.

The life of the wealthy is one long Sunday.

Love is a peculiar thing.

Love is a peculiar thing.

The strides of humanity are slow, they can only be counted in centuries.

The strides of humanity are slow, they can only be counted in centuries.

The breath of an aristocrat is the death rattle of freedom.

The breath of an aristocrat is the death rattle of freedom.

One must love humanity in order to reach out into the unique essence of each...

One must love humanity in order to reach out into the unique essence of each...

The world is chaos. Nothingness is the yet-to-be-born god of the world.

The world is chaos. Nothingness is the yet-to-be-born god of the world.

The revolutionary government is the despotism of liberty against tyranny.

The revolutionary government is the despotism of liberty against tyranny.