The question is one of fighting the causes and not just being satisfied with getting rid of the effects.
Real revolutionaries adorn themselves on the inside, not on the surface.
Perhaps one day tired of circling the world I’ll return to Argentina and settle in the Andean lakes if not indefinitely then at least for a pause while I shift from one understanding of the world to another.
War is always a struggle in which each contender tries to annihilate the other. Besides using force, they will have recourse to all possible tricks and stratagems to achieve the goal.
What do we leave behind when we cross each frontier? Each moment seems split in two: melancholy for what was left behind and the excitement of entering a new land.
Youth must refrain from ungrateful questioning of governmental mandates. Instead they must dedicate themselves to study, work and military service. The very spirit of rebellion is reprehensible.
To accomplish much you must first lose everything.
This is not a story of heroic feats, or merely the narrative of a cynic; at least I do not mean it to be. It is a glimpse of two lives running parallel for a time, with similar hopes and convergent dreams.
Direct aggression against Cuba would mean nuclear war. The Americans speak about such aggression as if they did not know or did not want to accept this fact. I have no doubt they would lose such a war.
Guerrilla warfare is used by the side which is supported by a majority but which possesses a much smaller number of arms for use in defense against oppression.
We travel just to travel.
The fundamental principle is that no battle, combat, or skirmish is to be fought unless it will be won.
As long as imperialism exists it will, by definition, exert its domination over other countries. Today that domination is called neocolonialism.
We must not return to the practice of hiding our defects so they may not be seen. That would be neither honest nor revolutionary.
The myth of the self-made man, has to be profoundly hypocritical: it is the self-serving demonstration that a lie is the truth.
It is not just a simple game, it is a weapon of the revolution.
It is a revolution that came to power with its own army and on the ruins of the army of oppression.
How is it possible to feel nostalgia for a world I never knew?
The desire to sacrifice an entire lifetime to the noblest of ideals serves no purpose if one works alone.
Our youth must always be free, discussing and exchanging ideas concerned with what is happening throughout the entire world.