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. — Georg Buchner Copy Share Image
“MARIE [Alone, after apause.] Whata bitch I am. I could stab myself. - Oh, what a world! Everything goes to hell anyhow, man and… — Georg Büchner Copy Share Image
Raise your eyes and count the small gang of your oppressors who are only strong through the blood they suck from you and through… — Georg Buchner Copy Share Image
Revolution calls my name. I will soon dwell in nothingness, and my name will be in the Pantheon of history. — Georg Buchner Copy Share Image
“That's the water calling. It's a long time since anyone was drowned.” — Georg Büchner Copy Share Image
One must love humanity in order to reach out into the unique essence of each individual: no one can be too low or too… — Georg Buchner Copy Share Image