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

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

Revolution begins in putting on bright colors.

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. 

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

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

The only justification of rebellion is success.

Rebellion to tyrants is obedience to God.

There is a kind of revolution of so general a character that it changes the mental tastes as well as the fortunes of the world.