A revolutionary must become a cold killing machine motivated by pure hate. We must create the pedagogy of the paredón [execution wall].

It's a sad thing not to have friends, but it is even sadder not to have enemies.

In a revolution one wins or dies, if it is a real one

I wanted to take part in the liberation of even a small piece of enslaved Latin America.

Every day People straighten up the hair, why not the heart?

Wrapped in a police blanket, I watched the rain and smoked one black cigarette after another.

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.