That Is A Long Word: Forever!

And For Tired Eyes Every Light Is Too Bright, And For Tired Lips Every Breath Too Heavy, And For Tired Ears Every Word Too Much.

Man Is An Abyss, And I Turn Giddy When I Look Down Into It.

The Weapon Of The Republic Is Terror, And Virtue Is Its Strength.

Whoever Finishes A Revolution Only Halfway, Digs His Own Grave.

You Women Could Make Someone Fall In Love Even With A Lie.