The weapon of the Republic is terror, and virtue is its strength.

Quote by Georg Buchner

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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...

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.

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...

Love is a peculiar thing.

Love is a peculiar thing.

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

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

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.

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...

Dying people often become childish.

Dying people often become childish.

The statue of Freedom has not been cast yet, the furnace is hot, we can...

The statue of Freedom has not been cast yet, the furnace is hot, we can...

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

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

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.

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...

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

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

Your words smell of corpses.

Your words smell of corpses.

Death is the most blessed dream.

Death is the most blessed dream.

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.

Peace to the shacks! War on the palaces!

Peace to the shacks! War on the palaces!

Government must be a transparent garment which tightly clings to the people's body.

Government must be a transparent garment which tightly clings to the people's body.

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...