Raise your eyes and count the small gang of your oppressors who are only strong through the blood they suck from you and through your arms which you lend them unwillingly.

Government must be a transparent garment which tightly clings to the people's body.

Your words smell of corpses.

Raise your eyes and count the small gang of your oppressors who are only strong through the blood they suck from you and through your arms which you lend them unwillingly.

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

Love is a peculiar thing.

We are always on stage, even when we are stabbed in earnest at the end.

The breath of an aristocrat is the death rattle of freedom.

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

The stars are scattered all over the sky like shimmering tears, there must be great pain in the eye from which they trickled.

Murder begins where self-defense ends.

Dying people often become childish.

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

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

They say in the grave there is peace, and peace and the grave are one and the same.

You women could make someone fall in love even with a lie.

Death is the most blessed dream.

The power of the people and the power of reason are one.

The statue of Freedom has not been cast yet, the furnace is hot, we can all still burn our fingers.

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.

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

Peace to the shacks! War on the palaces!

The life of the wealthy is one long Sunday.

There are only Epicureans, either crude or refined; Christ was the most refined.

We are only puppets, our strings are being pulled by unknown forces.

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

The revolutionary government is the despotism of liberty against tyranny.

Revolution is like Saturn, it devours its own children.

That is a long word: forever!

I'll know how to die with courage; that is easier than living.

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

We have not made the Revolution, the Revolution has made us.

Twice a week I would receive injections or IV's of Factor VIII which clotted the blood and then broke it down.

Whenever the pressure of our complex city life thins my blood and numbs my brain, I seek relief in the trail; and when I hear the coyote wailing to the yellow dawn, my cares fall from me - I am happy.

Keep your blood clean, your body lean, and your mind sharp.

My great religion is a belief in the blood, the flesh, as being wiser than the intellect. We can go wrong in our minds. But what our blood feels and believes and says, is always true. The intellect is only a bit and a bridle.

The anguish of the neurotic individual is the same as that of the saint. The neurotic, the saint are engaged in the same battle. Their blood flows from similar wounds. But the first one gasps and the other one gives.

I had no blood relatives till I made some.

I know that I'm very lucky to be alive. For 35 or 40 years I've spilt my blood and broke my bones and spent years in hospitals.

Don't forget that the only two things people read in a story are the first and last sentences. Give them blood in the eye on the first one.

It is only those who have neither fired a shot nor heard the shrieks and groans of the wounded who cry aloud for blood, more vengeance, more desolation. War is hell.

No one will ever know what 'In Cold Blood' took out of me. It scraped me right down to the marrow of my bones. It nearly killed me. I think, in a way, it did kill me.

Some people say my work is often depressing and pessimistic, with the emphasis on death, blood, overcrowding, strange beings and so on, but I don't really think it is.

I say to you that the price of liberty is and always has been blood, human blood, and if our liberties are lost, we shall never regain them except at the price of blood. They must not be lost.

Once blood is shed in a national quarrel reason and right are swept aside by the rage of angry men.

I would give up everything rather than have the blood of white men upon the hands of my people.

I don't need power at the cost of spilled blood.

There are two times of the year that stir the blood. In the fall, for the hunt, and now for lacrosse.

It has been said that the position of woman is the test of civilization, and that of our women was secure. In them was vested our standard of morals and the purity of our blood.