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

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.

Let us search into the records of Holy Writ, if out of this their great charter, there be not a seal grant of a lesser, though like privilege, and this by virtue of Christ, in that we have the honour to be accounted Abraham's seed as truly as they.

As I have studied the Bible and the Book of Mormon, I have come to know through the power of the Spirit of God, that these books contain the fullness of the gospel of Jesus Christ.

John the Baptist was supposed to point the way to the Christ. He was just the voice, not the Messiah. So everybody's calling has dignity to it and God seems to know better than we do what is in us that needs to be called forth.

But if you believe in Christ and that your main goal with your life is supposed to be to honor Him and do His will, then you don't have as much pressure as someone who bases all their happiness on whether they're a movie star.

But to be the Vicar of Christ, to claim to exercise his prerogatives on earth, does involve a claim to his attributes, and therefore our opposition to Popery is opposition to a man claiming to be God.

Then Christ shall be clothed with all the beauty of the elect as if with a long tunic variously adorned, in which He shall shine as if covered with all manner of precious stones.

I know many Catholics love God with all their heart. I have genuine respect for anyone who truly has given their life to Christ. We read about Mother Teresa and what a wonderful example she was.

It's very inconvenient because every time I finish, let's say, a chapter of a book, I think I'm going to ring Richard and then realize: Oh, Christ, I've buried him. I buried him last year.

Christ's crucifix shall be made an excuse for executing criminals.

Christ died to save this lost world; he did not come to destroy, maim or pour out wrath.

Be a sinner and sin strongly, but more strongly have faith and rejoice in Christ.

It came from God, and so is Christ true, and Christ is thy God, who is in heaven and awaits thee.

I further believe that all must be saved through the merits of Christ.

Christ had given the apostles a world-wide commission, embracing all the nations; but intellectually they did not understand what He meant. They found that out as they followed the impulse of the Spirit.

Romanists tell us that the Pope is the vicar of Christ; that he is his successor as the universal head and ruler of the Church on earth. If this is so, he must be a Christ.

In heaven we shall appear, not in armour, but in robes of glory. But here these are to be worn night and day; we must walk, work, and sleep in them, or else we are not true soldiers of Christ.

When we think of the ideal, we do not add virtue to virtue, but think of Jesus Christ, so that the standard of human life is no longer a code, but a character.