I dust [your photo] carefully every morning, for to do so gives me the pleasant feeling that I'm caressing you as in the old days. I even touch your nose with mine to recapture the electric current that used to flush through my blood whenever I did so.

It is time for the next generations to continue our struggle against social injustice and for the rights of humanity. It is in your hands.

Our continent must be allowed to do its own things, charting its course and destiny.

I started to make a study of the art of war and revolution and, whilst abroad, underwent a course in military training. If there was to be guerrilla warfare, I wanted to be able to stand and fight with my people and to share the hazards of war with them.

Even if you have a terminal disease, you don't have to sit down and mope. Enjoy life and challenge the illness that you have.

You can start changing our world for the better daily, no matter how small the action.

In prison, illusions can offer comfort.