The statue of Freedom has not been cast yet, the furnace is hot, we can all still burn our fingers.
Quote by Georg Buchner
Georg Buchner Quotes
How many women does one need to sing the scale of love all the way...
The breath of an aristocrat is the death rattle of freedom.
The death clock is ticking slowly in our breast, and each drop of blood measures...
We have not made the Revolution, the Revolution has made us.
Whoever finishes a revolution only halfway, digs his own grave.
Peace to the shacks! War on the palaces!
We are only puppets, our strings are being pulled by unknown forces.
One must love humanity in order to reach out into the unique essence of each...
Raise your eyes and count the small gang of your oppressors who are only strong...
The life of the wealthy is one long Sunday.
There are only Epicureans, either crude or refined; Christ was the most refined.
We are always on stage, even when we are stabbed in earnest at the end.
The power of the people and the power of reason are one.
You women could make someone fall in love even with a lie.
Love is a peculiar thing.
The stars are scattered all over the sky like shimmering tears, there must be great...
Death is the most blessed dream.
Dying people often become childish.
A good man with a good conscience doesn't walk so fast.
Revolution is like Saturn, it devours its own children.