I am nothing but I must be everything.

Necessity is blind until it becomes conscious. Freedom is the consciousness of necessity.

In order to arouse sympathy, the aristocracy was obliged to lose sight, apparently, of its own interests, and to formulate its indictment against the bourgeoisie in the interest of the exploited working class alone. Thus, the aristocracy took their revenge by singing lampoons on their new masters and whispering in his ears sinister prophesies of coming catastrophe.

The proletarians have nothing to loose but their chains. They have a world to win.

Without the presence of class warfare, trade unions would be hard put to justfy their existence.

All I know is that I am not a Marxist.

I wish to avenge myself against the One who rules above.