Man Is An Abyss, And I Turn

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

Government Must Be A Transparent Garment Which Tightly Clings To The People's Body.

There Are Only Epicureans, Either Crude Or Refined; Christ Was The Most Refined.

The State Is Therefore Everyone; The Rules Within The State Are Laws Which Safeguard The Welfare Of All And Which Must Originate From The Welfare Of All.

Only One Thing Abides: An Infinite Beauty That Passes From Form To Form, Eternally Changed And Revealed Afresh.