I Have Come Too Late Into A

The Blood Of My Motherland Waters A Magic Plant That Cures All Ills. That Plant Is Art, And Sometimes Art Needs Corruption As A Kind Of Fertilizer

Few Persons Enjoy Real Liberty; We Are All Slaves To Ideas Or Habits.

In My Flowery Dreams There's Always You. I Do Not Regret It One Bit.

Christianity Ruined Emperors, But Saved Peoples.

Become Corrupt, Corrupt, And You Will Cease To Suffer!" This Has Been The Cry Of All Cities To Man.