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Tenderness Between People Is Nothing Other Than Awareness Of The Possibility Of Relations Without Purpose.

In The Nineteenth Century The Germans Painted Their Dream And The Outcome Was Invariably Vegetable. The French Needed Only To Paint A Vegetable And It Was Already A Dream.

An Emancipated Society, On The Other Hand, Would Not Be A Unitary State, But The Realization Of Universality In The Reconciliation Of Differences.

The Thought That Murders The Wish That Fathered It Will Be Overtaken By The Revenge Of Stupidity

Insane Sects Grow With The Same Rhythm As Big Organizations. It Is The Rhythm Of Total Destruction.