Occupation: Dramatist Birth: October 17, 1813 Death: February 19, 1837
Love is a peculiar thing..
The breath of an aristocrat is the death rattle of freedom..
You women could make someone fall in love even with a lie..
Revolution is like Saturn, it devours its own children..
We have not made the Revolution, the Revolution has made us..
The stars are scattered all over the sky like shimmering tears, there must be great pain in the eye from which they trickled..
Only one thing abides: an infinite beauty that passes from form to form, eternally changed and revealed afresh..
Whoever finishes a revolution only halfway, digs his own grave..
The life of the wealthy is one long Sunday..
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..
I'll know how to die with courage; that is easier than living..
Murder begins where self-defense ends..
That is a long word: forever!.
Man is an abyss, and I turn giddy when I look down into it..
Supreme power rests in the will of all or of the majority..
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..
We are always on stage, even when we are stabbed in earnest at the end..
Death is the most blessed dream..
And for tired eyes every light is too bright, and for tired lips every breath too heavy, and for tired ears every word too much..
Government must be a transparent garment which tightly clings to the people's body..