The Strides Of Humanity Are

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

Death Is The Most Blessed Dream.

We Have Not Made The Revolution, The Revolution Has Made Us.

The Revolution Must End And The Republic Must Begin. In Our Constitution, Right Must Take The Place Of Duty, Welfare That Of Virtue, And Self-defense That Of Punishment. Everyone Must Be Able To Prevail And To Live According To One's Own Nature.

The Statue Of Freedom Has Not Been Cast Yet, The Furnace Is Hot, We Can All Still Burn Our Fingers.