“You must have your heart on fire and your brain on ice.”

Learning is never done without errors and defeat.

Give me four years to teach the children and the seed I have sown will never be uprooted.

You can become a Communist only when you enrich your mind with a knowledge of all the treasures created by mankind.

The press should be not only a collective propagandist and a collective agitator, but also a collective organizer of the masses.

No Marxist can deny that the interests of socialism are higher than the interests of the right of nations to self-determination.

Authority poisons everybody who takes authority on himself.

Atheism is a natural and inseparable part of Marxism, of the theory and practice of scientific socialism. Our program necessarily includes the propaganda of atheism.

It would be the greatest mistake, certainly, to think that concessions mean peace. Nothing of the kind. Concessions are nothing but a new form of war.

The soundest strategy in war is to postpone operations until the moral disintegration of the enemy renders the delivery of the mortal blow both possible and easy.

Give me your four year olds, and in a generation I will build a socialist state.

We can and must write in a language which sows among the masses hate, revulsion, and scorn toward those who disagree with us.

Autocracy cannot do without its twin agents: a hangman and a priest, the first to suppress popular resistance by force, the second to sweeten and embellish the lot of the oppressed with empty promises of a heavenly kingdom.

The bourgeoisie is many times stronger than we. To give it the weapon of freedom of the press is to ease the enemy’s cause, to help the class enemy. We do not desire to end in suicide, so we will not do this.

The best way to destroy the capitalist system is to debauch the currency.

Only an armed people can be the real bulwark of popular liberty.

Atheism is the natural and inseparable part of Communism.

Everything that creative people think and do is from the heart.

It’s kind of ironic when I broke in at 17, I was told I was too small, too slow and I wouldn’t make the NHL.

Sometimes the heart sees what is invisible to the eye.

Soft hearts bleed kindness, like broken hearts bleed love.

The heart reveals what the mind disguises.

With you in my arms I forget the pain in my heart.

I have lived a long time, and one thing I have come to see is that one is well served by a degree of both humility and charity when judging the inner workings of another person’s heart.

Love me to the bone beneath the nerves beyond my mistakes beneath my veins and even as my heart breaks. Love me entirely or not at all.