One Must Endure Without Losing Tenderness.

Man Truly Achieves His Full Human Condition When He Produces Without Being Compelled By The Physical Necessity Of Selling Himself As A Commodity.

I Know You Are Here To Kill Me. Shoot, Coward, You Are Only Going To Kill A Man.

The True Revolutionary Is Guided By Great Feelings Of Love.

Its Tall Chimneys Throw Up Black Smoke, Impregnating Everything With Soot, And The Miners' Faces As They Traveled The Streets Were Also Imbued With That Ancient Melancholy Of Smoke, Unifying Everything With Its Grayish Monotones, A Perfect Coupling With The Gray Mountain Days.

We Sold Sugar With The Specific Conditions Established By American Buyers, Which In Turn Dominated The Internal Market And Production In Cuba. Now If We Would Sell Sugar To The U.s., It Would Be The Cuban Government The One Who Would Sell It, And It Would Be A Complete Profit For Our People.