Where there is a living memory of struggle, they have a living memory of the rebellion. Where there's no struggle afterward the rebellion is forgotten.

Leadership is another word for preparation.

I consider this a kind of neoliberalism of the Left, this rise and promotion of spontaneity above preparation.

The best intentions (of respect and tolerance) can often be annoying to those whose cultures are not in dominance: we feel that we are often zoological specimens.

To build a mass movement, nonviolence is indispensable.

To be a Communist or to be somebody who believes in the future is a curious thing. So you have to live with people around you, you have to be with the people.

I understand politically that uprisings take place as a combination of spontaneity and preparation, not that preparation is more important than spontaneity.

You cannot have politics without building mass-movements.

You see often it's not ideas, it's inertia, it's bureaucratism, it's all the other things that sometimes come in the way of a good idea.

Where there is no history of struggle after an uprising, the living memory dies.

When you are threatened, when your life is threatened, you have to fight back.

And what does it mean -- dying? Perhaps man has a hundred senses, and only the five we know are lost at death, while the other ninety-five remain alive.

Just because somebody smiles when he hands me a bag of shit, that doesn't mean I have to take it. I don't give a damn how friendly he is. It's what he does that matters.

I come from a very working-class background, so my family would have been downstairs in the past, as opposed to upstairs. People are often quite surprised to hear that, that I'm not actually posh.

Women are programmed to love completely, and men are programmed to spread it around. We are fools to think it's any different.

I'm not funny in person. I mean I'm really not. I'm one of those people who always screw up anecdotes.

If I'd known how wrong I was - if I'd had any idea of the awful night that lay ahead - I'd have run after him and never returned to that disgusting circus of blood, that revolting circus of death.

To be selfish is to sacrifice the nobler for the meaner ends, and to be sordidly content.

If you aren't overly effusive or really nicey-nice with the press, you get a reputation for being outspoken or difficult.

Was not war itself a crime against God and humanity, and therefore, were not all those who sanctioned, engineered and conducted wars, war criminals?

I notice that everbody who is Pro-Abortion already has been born.