Your words smell of corpses. 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 revolution made Murder begins where self-defense ends. Georg Buchner murder defense self The power of the people and the power of reason are one. Georg Buchner power reason people The world is chaos. Nothingness is the yet-to-be-born god of the world. Georg Buchner chaos born world 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 tired light eye 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 pain stars eye 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 unique essence order The life of the wealthy is one long Sunday. Georg Buchner wealthy sunday long Death is the most blessed dream. Georg Buchner blessed dream sympathy You women could make someone fall in love even with a lie. Georg Buchner falling-in-love lying fall We are always on stage, even when we are stabbed in earnest at the end. Georg Buchner earnest stage ends Whoever finishes a revolution only halfway, digs his own grave. Georg Buchner halfway graves revolution The breath of an aristocrat is the death rattle of freedom. Georg Buchner aristocracy breaths Supreme power rests in the will of all or of the majority. Georg Buchner supreme-power majority power Dying people often become childish. Georg Buchner dying people Revolution is like Saturn, it devours its own children. Georg Buchner saturn revolution children Only one thing abides: an infinite beauty that passes from form to form, eternally changed and revealed afresh. Georg Buchner infinite-beauty changed form Government must be a transparent garment which tightly clings to the people's body. Georg Buchner government body people The revolutionary government is the despotism of liberty against tyranny Georg Buchner tyrants liberty government The strides of humanity are slow, they can only be counted in centuries. Georg Buchner stride century humanity
