The breath of an aristocrat is the death rattle of freedom. Georg Buchner More Quotes by Georg Buchner More Quotes From Georg Buchner We have not made the Revolution, the Revolution has made us. Georg Buchner revolutionmade Murder begins where self-defense ends. Georg Buchner murderdefenseself The power of the people and the power of reason are one. Georg Buchner powerreasonpeople The world is chaos. Nothingness is the yet-to-be-born god of the world. Georg Buchner chaosbornworld 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. Georg Buchner tiredlighteye The stars are scattered all over the sky like shimmering tears, there must be great pain in the eye from which they trickled. Georg Buchner painstarseye 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. Georg Buchner uniqueessenceorder The life of the wealthy is one long Sunday. Georg Buchner wealthysundaylong Death is the most blessed dream. Georg Buchner blesseddreamsympathy You women could make someone fall in love even with a lie. Georg Buchner falling-in-lovelyingfall We are always on stage, even when we are stabbed in earnest at the end. Georg Buchner earneststageends Whoever finishes a revolution only halfway, digs his own grave. Georg Buchner halfwaygravesrevolution Supreme power rests in the will of all or of the majority. Georg Buchner supreme-powermajoritypower Dying people often become childish. Georg Buchner dyingpeople Revolution is like Saturn, it devours its own children. Georg Buchner saturnrevolutionchildren Only one thing abides: an infinite beauty that passes from form to form, eternally changed and revealed afresh. Georg Buchner infinite-beautychangedform Government must be a transparent garment which tightly clings to the people's body. Georg Buchner governmentbodypeople The revolutionary government is the despotism of liberty against tyranny Georg Buchner tyrantslibertygovernment The strides of humanity are slow, they can only be counted in centuries. Georg Buchner stridecenturyhumanity That is a long word: forever! Georg Buchner long-wordsforeverlong
