O God! that one might read the book of fate,
And see the revolution of the times
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O God! that one might read the book of fate,
And see the revolution of the times
Make mountains level. and the continent,
Weary of solid firmness, melt itself
Into the sea!

Eager souls, mystics and revolutionaries, may propose to refashion the world in accordance with their dreams; but evil remains, and read more

Eager souls, mystics and revolutionaries, may propose to refashion the world in accordance with their dreams; but evil remains, and so long as it lurks in the secret places of the heart, utopia is only the shadow of a dream

A reform is a correction of abuses; a revolution is a transfer of
power.

A reform is a correction of abuses; a revolution is a transfer of
power.

Political power grows out of the barrel of a gun.

Political power grows out of the barrel of a gun.

Avoid revolution or expect to get shot. Mother and I will
grieve, but we will gladly buy a dinner read more

Avoid revolution or expect to get shot. Mother and I will
grieve, but we will gladly buy a dinner for the National
Guardsman who shot you.

I am the signet which marks the page where the revolution has
been stopped; but when I die it read more

I am the signet which marks the page where the revolution has
been stopped; but when I die it will turn the page and resume its
course.
[Fr., Je suis le signet qui marque la page ou la revolution s'est
arretee; mais quand je serai mort, elle tournera le feuillet et
reprendra sa marche.]

Revolutions are not made; they come.

Revolutions are not made; they come.

The first duty of a revolutionary is to get away with it.

The first duty of a revolutionary is to get away with it.

The best of our theater is standing on tiptoe, striving to see over the shoulders of father and mother. The read more

The best of our theater is standing on tiptoe, striving to see over the shoulders of father and mother. The worst is exploiting and wallowing in the self-pity of adolescence and obsessive keyhole sexuality. The way out, as the poet says, is always through.