My Body Gets Weak Without Truth.

From Our Ugliness Will Grow The Soul Of The World.

The Working Class Is My Home Country, And My Future Is Linked With The Proletariat.

Happiness Will Come From Materialism, Not From Meaning.

A Man Who's Never Seen War Is Like A Woman Who's Never Given Birth - Soft In The Head.

We Can't Feel Anything - All That's Left Inside Us Is Dust.