The Breath Of An Aristocrat

The Life Of The Wealthy Is One Long Sunday.

Man Is An Abyss, And I Turn Giddy When I Look Down Into It.

One Must Love Humanity In Order To Reach Out Into The Unique Essence Of Each Individual: No One Can Be Too Low Or Too Ugly.

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

Do You Know, Valerio, That Even The Least Among All Humans Is So Great That Life Is Far Too Short To Love Him?