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

Quote by Georg Buchner

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

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

We are only puppets, our strings are being pulled by unknown forces.

We are only puppets, our strings are being pulled by unknown forces.

Dying people often become childish.

Dying people often become childish.

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

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

The revolutionary government is the despotism of liberty against tyranny.

The revolutionary government is the despotism of liberty against tyranny.

Peace to the shacks! War on the palaces!

Peace to the shacks! War on the palaces!

Death is the most blessed dream.

Death is the most blessed dream.

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...

Your words smell of corpses.

Your words smell of corpses.

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 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.

We have not made the Revolution, the Revolution has made us.

We have not made the Revolution, the Revolution has made us.

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

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

Love is a peculiar thing.

Love is a peculiar thing.

Revolution is like Saturn, it devours its own children.

Revolution is like Saturn, it devours its own children.

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

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

Whoever finishes a revolution only halfway, digs his own grave.

Whoever finishes a revolution only halfway, digs his own grave.

The life of the wealthy is one long Sunday.

The life of the wealthy is one long Sunday.

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.

How many women does one need to sing the scale of love all the way...

How many women does one need to sing the scale of love all the way...