The Sin Is In Our Thoughts.

Freedom And Whores Are The Most Cosmopolitan Items Under The Sun.

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

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

The Revolutionary Government Is The Despotism Of Liberty Against Tyranny

How Many Women Does One Need To Sing The Scale Of Love All The Way Up And Down?