Destruction Is Difficult. It Is

How Many Times Have I Wondered If It Is Really Possible To Forge Links With A Mass Of People When One Has Never Had Strong Feelings For Anyone, Not Even One's Own Parents: If It Is Possible To Have A Collectivity When One Has Not Been Deeply Loved Oneself By Individual Human Creatures. Hasn't This Had Some Effect On My Life As A Militant--has It Not Tended To Make Me Sterile And Reduce My Quality As A Revolutionary By Making Everything A Matter Of Pure Intellect, Of Pure Mathematical Calculation?

Destruction Is Difficult. It Is As Difficult As Creation.

Indifference Is The Dead Weight Of History.

Telling The Truth Is Always Revolutionary

I Turn And Turn In My Cell Like A Fly That Doesn't Know Where To Die.