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

Revolutions have never lightened the burden of tyranny, they have only shifted it to another shoulder.

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

An oppressed people are authorized, whenever they can, to rise and break their fetters.

The peasants alone are revolutionary, for they have nothing to lose and everything to gain. The starving peasant, outside the class system, is the first among the exploited to discover that only violence pays. For him there is no compromise, no possible coming to terms. 

Revolution can never be forecast; it cannot be foretold; it comes of itself. Revolution is brewing and is bound to flare up.

All revolutions devour their own children.

Revolutions are always verbose.

Rebellion to tyrants is obedience to God.

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

Revolution begins in putting on bright colors.

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.

Disobedience, in the eyes of anyone who has read history, is man’s original virtue. It is through disobedience that progress has been made—through disobedience and through rebellion.