I could buy myself paper, a pen, a pencil and a brush and could create pictures whenever and wherever I wanted. ... That evening, in the spring of 19….

Every death even the cruelest death drowns in the total indifference of Nature Nature herself would watch unmoved if we destroyed the entire human ra….

Long ago I left heroics to the heroes.

The only truths we can point to are the ever-changing truths of our own experience..

Fight on land and sea All men want to be free If they don't never mind we'll abolish all mankind.

Long ago I abandoned my masterpiece a roll of paper thirty yards long which I filled completely with minute handwriting in my dungeon years ago It va….

With the plundered people transferring their energies into relaxed and receptive thoughts, degradation and lust for power produced art..

What's the point of a revolution without general copulation copulation copulation.

Nature supplies the game of chess with its implements; science with its system; art with its aesthetic arrangement of its problems; and God endows it….

Don't be deceived when our Revolution has been finally stamped out and they tell you things are better now Even if there's no poverty to be seen beca….

Once and for all the idea of glorious victories won by the glorious army must be wiped out. Niether side is glorious. On either side they're just fri….

In Dante the hero would rather flee and renounce the tempting embrace instead of yielding to his desires and enduring the attendant dangers..

Once we thought a few hundred corpses would be enough then we saw thousands were still too few and today we can't even count all the dead Everywhere ….

Don't soil your pretty little shoes The gutter's deep and red Climb up climb up and ride along with me the tumbrel driver said But she never said a w….

We're all so clogged with dead ideas passed from generation to generation that even the best of us don't know the way out We invented the Revolution ….

Charlotte Corday walked alone Paris birds sang sugar calls Charlotte walked down lanes of stone through the haze of perfume stalls Charlotte smelt th….

So the poor instead of bread made do with a picture of the bleeding scourged and nailed-up Christ and prayed to that image of their helplessness.

We can say what we like without favour or fear and what we can't say we can breathe in your ear.

Something unfathomable lies behind every thought ... something for which there aren't any words..

The important thing is to pull yourself up by your own hair to turn yourself inside out and see the whole world with fresh eyes..

However hard we try to bring in the new; it comes into being only in the midst of clumsy deals..