The successful revolutionary is a statesman, the unsuccessful one a criminal.

All civilization has from time to time become a thin crust over a volcano of revolution.

Revolutions are celebrated when they are no longer dangerous. 

This country, with its institutions, belongs to the people who inhabit it. Whenever they shall grow weary of the existing government, they can exercise their constitutional right of amending it, or their revolutionary right to dismember or overthrow it.

Nothing is more unpredictable than the mob, nothing more obscure than public opinion, nothing more deceptive than the whole political system.

Revolution begins in putting on bright colors.

Governments are not overthrown by the poor, who have no power, but by the rich—when they are insulted by their inferiors and cannot obtain justice.

The children of the revolution are always ungrateful, and the revolution must be grateful that it is so.

To escape its wretched lot, the populace has three ways, two imaginary and one real. The first two are the rum shop and the church; the third is the social revolution.

All modern revolutions have ended in a reinforcement of the power of the state.

The surest guide to the correctness of the path that women take is joy in the struggle. Revolution is the festival of the oppressed.

All revolutions devour their own children.

Who draws his sword against his prince must throw away the scabbard.