Georg Buchner

“That is a long word: forever!”

“The death clock is ticking slowly in our breast, and each drop of blood measures its time, and our life is a lingering fever.”

“The world is chaos. Nothingness is the yet-to-be-born god of the world.”

“The strides of humanity are slow, they can only be counted in centuries.”

“A good man with a good conscience doesn't walk so fast.”

“How many women does one need to sing the scale of love all the way up and down?”

“Peace to the shacks! War on the palaces!”

“The weapon of the Republic is terror, and virtue is its strength.”

“Death is the most blessed dream.”

“Whoever finishes a revolution only halfway, digs his own grave.”