What do we leave behind when we cross each frontier? Each moment seems split in two: melancholy for what was left behind and the excitement of entering a new land.

A new era will dawn in Africa, when the impoverished masses of a nation rise up to rescue their right to a decent life from the hands of the ruling oligarchies.

We must strive every day so that this love of living humanity is transformed into actual deeds, into acts that serve as examples, as a moving force.

One does not necessarily have to wait for a revolutionary situation: it can be created.

There is no other definition of socialism valid for us than that of the abolition of the exploitation of man by man.

Silence is argument carried out by other means.

It is an illusion to think that the matter can be resolved through words.