Leon Trotsky

Insurrection is an art, and like all arts has its own laws.

?The party that leans upon the workers but serves the bourgeoisie, in the period of the greatest sharpening of the class struggle, cannot but sense the smells wafted from the waiting grave.

Our planet is being turned into a filthy and evil-smelling imperialist barrack.

The depth and strength of a human character are defined by its moral reserves. People reveal themselves completely only when they are thrown out of the customary conditions of their life, for only then do they have to fall back on their reserves.

…capitalism does live by crises and booms, just as a human being lives by inhaling and exhaling.

England is nothing but the last ward of the European madhouse, and quite possibly it will prove to be the ward for particularly violent cases.

He who has a why to live can bear almost any how.

If it were true that men could achieve their good by means of turning some men into sacrificial animals, and … if I were asked to serve the interests of society apart from, above and against my own I would refuse….I would fight in the full confidence of the justice of my battle and of a living being’s right to exist.

But to do for the world more than the world does for you, that is Success.

Sometimes when reading Goethe I have the paralyzing suspision that he is trying to be funny.

I can only say that I have had a wonderful life.

“I can’t do it” never accomplished anything; “I will try” has performed miracles.

People cannot discover new lands until they have the courage to lose sight of the shore.

If two men agree on everything, you may be sure that one of them is doing the thinking.

I’m constantly reemerging in my life.

Anyone can do something when they want to do it. Really successful people do things when they don’t want to do it.

When you do something that you really think is stupid, bad decision, irresponsibleand it just happens and you suffer it then that’s penalty. But if you learn from it it becomes tuition.

Nothing endures but change.

Ageing’s alright, better than the alternative, which is not being here.

Now I’m a warrior.

Love is not the absence of hate; hate will always exist. Love is holding our head high and forever moving forward with kindness and compassion in spite of what hate may bring, because no amount of darkness can drown out our light if our light has been lit within.