One avoids Creolisms. Some families completely forbid Creole and mothers ridicule their children for speaking it.

What I call middle-class society is any society that becomes rigidified in predetermined forms, forbidding all evolution, all gains, all progress, all discovery. I call middle-class a closed society in which life has no taste, in which the air is tainted, in which ideas and men are corrupt. And I think that a man who takes a stand against this death is in a sense a revolutionary.

There is a point at which methods devour themselves.

Wealth is not the fruit of labor but the result of organized protected robbery.

And it is clear that in the colonial countries the peasants alone are revolutionary, for they have nothing to lose and everything to gain. The starving peasant, outside the class system is the first among the exploited to discover that only violence pays. For him there is no compromise, no possible coming to terms; colonization and decolonization a simply a question of relative strength.

If the building of a bridge does not enrich the awareness of those who work on it, then the bridge ought not to be built.

To speak a language is to take on a world, a culture.