The Sin Is In Our Thoughts.

Love Is A Peculiar Thing.

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

The Strides Of Humanity Are Slow, They Can Only Be Counted In Centuries.

A Good Man With A Good Conscience Doesn't Walk So Fast.

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