Georg Büchner
You never know who walks into Café Central—to share your thoughts.
I find in human nature a terrible sameness, in human circumstances an ineluctable violence vouchsafed to all and to none. Individuals froth on the waves, greatness a mere coincidence, the mastery of genius a dance of puppets, a ridiculous struggle against the iron law that can best be recognized, but never mastered.
My eye has grown accustomed to blood—but I’m no guillotine blade.
1834
