You too have lived through the tremendous reality of a revolution. You will know that every hour holds one breathless by its intensity and by its interest. (From: Chapter 4: Collaboration with Statist Forces, Page....)
If only humanity had the consciousness of what it CAN, and if that consciousness only gave it the power to will!
If it only knew that cowardice of the spirit is the rock on which all revolutions have stranded until now. (From: Chapter 17, part V..)
I don't feel that it is necessary to speak to you of revolutionary or nationalist movements old or new; of the existence or nonexistence of workers' organizations, or of the activities of secret societies and other groups, because I have no intention here of submitting a thesis; but I would like to point out the necessity for us to study the situation in a careful manner, and if nothing exists, to CREATE SOMETHING. (From: Chapter 3: Apprentice Revolutionary, Page 102..)
The night was disturbed... the enthusiasm, the confidence of the preceding day were as though carried away by darkness. In the morning faces were gloomy, they exchanged sad glances, there were long, discouraged silences. Frightening rumors spread, the bad news which the leaders had succeeded in hiding the previous day circulated without anyone speaking, propelled by that invisible mouth which throws the breath of panic into crowds. They realized that they alone had risen, that they would become rebels; chased with guns like wild beasts. They had dreamed of a great war, the revolt of a people, the glorious conquest of their rights. Then, in confusion, without restraint, this handful of men cried, its faith dead, its dream of justice vanished... (From: Chapter 7: The coup d`état of Louis-Napol&e....)
