It's Not My Fault If Reality Is

The Monopoly Capitalists - Even While Employing Purely Empirical Methods - Weave Around Art A Complicated Web Which Converts It Into A Willing Tool. The Superstructure Of Society Ordains The Type Of Art In Which The Artist Has To Be Educated. Rebels Are Subdued By Its Machinery And Only Rare Talents May Create Their Own Work. The Rest Become Shameless Hacks Or Are Crushed.

I Am Not Christ Or A Philanthropist, Old Lady, I Am All The Contrary Of A Christ I Fight For The Things I Believe In, With All The Weapons At My Disposal And Try To Leave The Other Man Dead So That I Don't Get Nailed To A Cross Or Any Other Place.

Revolution Cleanses Men, Improving Them As The Experimental Farmer Corrects The Defects Of His Plants.

Socialism Is Young And Has Made Errors. Many Times Revolutionaries Lack The Knowledge And Intellectual Courage Needed To Meet The Task Of Developing The New Man With Methods Different From The Conventional Ones - And The Conventional Methods Suffer From The Influences Of The Society, Which Created Them.

Above All, Try Always To Be Able To Feel Deeply Any Injustice Committed Against Any Person In Any Part Of The World. It Is The Most Beautiful Quality Of A Revolutionary.