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We have not made the Revolution, the Revolution has made us.
Woyzeck
Yes, Captain, virtue! That I haven't figured out yet. I'm just a poor guy. The likes of us are wretched in this world and the next. If we ever got to heaven, we'd have to help make the thunder.
You women could make someone fall in love even with a lie.
A good man with a good conscience doesn't walk so fast.
What the Hell am I supposed to do with the extra ten minutes, when he finishes early today?
I'll know how to die with courage; that is easier than living.
The revolutionary government is the despotism of liberty against tyranny.
Once upon a time there was a poor child with no father and no mother everything was dead
and no one was left in the whole world.
Everything was dead
and it went and searched day and night And since nobody was left on the earth it wanted to go up to the heavens and the moon was looking at it so friendly and when it finally got to the moon the moon was a piece of rotten wood and then it went to the sun and when it got there the sun was a wilted sunflower and when it got to the stars they were little golden flies stuck up there
like the shrike sticks 'em on the blackthorn and when it wanted to go back down to earth the earth was an overturned piss pot! and was all alone.
The world is chaos. Nothingness is the yet-to-be-born god of the world.
Revolution is like Saturn, it devours its own children.
Look around! Everything's rigid, hard, dark, what lies beneath it all? Something we don't understand. God's gone. Everything's gone.
Do you know, Valerio, that even the least among all humans is so great that life is far too short to love him?
Freedom and whores are the most cosmopolitan items under the sun.
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.
Woyzeck
Us poor people. Yes, money, money. You see, Captain, if you have no money. Try raising someone like me in this world on morals alone. Man is also flesh and blood.
That's the water calling. It's a long time since anyone was drowned.
Government must be a transparent garment which tightly clings to the people's body.
People like us are unhappy in this world and in the next, I guess if we made it to heaven, wed have to help make it thunder.
Your words smell of corpses.
Death is the most blessed dream.
How many women does one need to sing the scale of love all the way up and down?
The state is therefore everyone; the rules within the state are laws which safeguard the welfare of all and which must originate from the welfare of all.
The weapon of the Republic is terror, and virtue is its strength.
Man is an abyss, and I turn giddy when I look down into it.
The sin is in our thoughts.
Slowly, Woyzeck, take it slowly. One thing after another one. You make me feel giddy. - What am I supposed to do with the ten minutes you save rushing that way? What use are they to me? Think about it, Woyzeck; you've got a good thirty years left. Thirty years. That makes three hundred and sizty months - and then there's days, hours, minutes! What're you going to do with such a monstrous amount of time? Eh? Space it out a bit, Woyzeck.
There are only Epicureans, either crude or refined; Christ was the most refined.
The death clock is ticking slowly in our breast, and each drop of blood measures its time, and our life is a lingering fever.
I'm going. A lot is possible. The weather's nice, Captain. Look: such a beautiful, solid,
rough sky -you'd almost feel like pounding a block of wood into it and hanging yourself on
it. Only because of the hyphen between yes and no? Is no to blame for yes, or yes for no?
I'll have to think about that.
MARIE
As the day is long and the world is old, lots of people can stand on one spot, one after another.
WOYZECK
I saw him.
MARIE
You can see all sorts of things if you've got two cyes and aren't blind, and the sun is shining.
We do not have too much pain in this life, we have too little... Because through pain we arrive at God. We are death, dust, ashes... how should we complain?
Peace to the shacks! War on the palaces!
Dying people often become childish.
The life of the wealthy is one long Sunday.
Man is free Woyzeck. Man is the ultimate expression of the individual urge to freedom.
Whoever finishes a revolution only halfway, digs his own grave.
The breath of an aristocrat is the death rattle of freedom.
Germany is now a field of cadavers, soon she will be a paradise.
