Death Is The Most Blessed Dream.

Dying People Often Become Childish.

Revolution Calls My Name. I Will Soon Dwell In Nothingness, And My Name Will Be In The Pantheon Of History.

We Are Always On Stage, Even When We Are Stabbed In Earnest At The End.

People Like Us Are Unhappy In This World And In The Next, I Guess If We Made It To Heaven, We'd Have To Help Make It Thunder.

Supreme Power Rests In The Will Of All Or Of The Majority.