Revolution is like Saturn, it devours its own children.

The Revolution is like Saturn - it eats its own children

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

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

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

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