Peace to the shacks! War on the palaces!
Quote by Georg Buchner
Georg Buchner Quotes
That is a long word: forever!
The strides of humanity are slow, they can only be counted in centuries.
The breath of an aristocrat is the death rattle of freedom.
Your words smell of corpses.
The world is chaos. Nothingness is the yet-to-be-born god of the world.
How many women does one need to sing the scale of love all the way...
Revolution is like Saturn, it devours its own children.
The power of the people and the power of reason are one.
We are only puppets, our strings are being pulled by unknown forces.
The life of the wealthy is one long Sunday.
They say in the grave there is peace, and peace and the grave are one...
Death is the most blessed dream.
Love is a peculiar thing.
The statue of Freedom has not been cast yet, the furnace is hot, we can...
Murder begins where self-defense ends.
The death clock is ticking slowly in our breast, and each drop of blood measures...
One must love humanity in order to reach out into the unique essence of each...
A good man with a good conscience doesn't walk so fast.
Raise your eyes and count the small gang of your oppressors who are only strong...
The revolutionary government is the despotism of liberty against tyranny.