Revolution begins in putting on bright colors.

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

Rebellion is no less a sin than divination.

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

And then, sir, there is this consideration: that if the abuse be enormous, nature will rise up and, claiming her original rights, overturn a corrupt political system.

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.

Insurrection of thought always precedes insurrection of arms.

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. 

To cast aside obedience, and by popular violence to incite revolt, is treason, not against man only, but against God.