With a military American base in our territory, where there could be any sort of weapons, where we have to endure every kind of provocations, we have to support and endure the flights over our territory.

We said that each time a country is liberated it is a defeat for the world imperialist system. But we must agree that the break is not achieved by the mere act of proclaiming independence or winning an armed victory in a revolution. It is achieved when imperialist economic domination over a people is brought to an end.

We cannot be sure of having something to live for unless we are willing to die for it.

We are not the ones who create revolutions. It is the imperialist system and its allies, internal allies, the ones who create revolution.

A smoke in times of rest is a great companion to the solitary soldier.

I know you are here to kill me. Shoot, coward, you are only going to kill a man.

This is not a story of heroic feats, or merely the narrative of a cynic; at least I do not mean it to be. It is a glimpse of two lives running parallel for a time, with similar hopes and convergent dreams.