Man Is An Abyss, And I Turn

The Revolutionary Government Is The Despotism Of Liberty Against Tyranny

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

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.

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

That Is A Long Word: Forever!