The Life Of The Wealthy Is One

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

People Like Us Are Unhappy In This World And In The Next, I Guess If We Made It To Heaven, We'd Have To Help Make It Thunder.

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

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

Peace To The Shacks! War On The Palaces!