“I hear they burn for murder. Well, they say it just takes a second to die.”

And that is my definition of democracy, the right to be in a minority and not be suppressed.

As my Russian improves, I become increasingly conscious of just what sort of a society I live in.

I am a communist and a worker, and I have lived in a decadent capitalist society where the workers are slaves.

We do not support the man. We do not support the individual. We support the idea of independent revolution in the Western Hemisphere, free from American intervention.

As my Russian improves, I become increasingly conscious of just what sort of a society I live in.

Americans are so spoiled. They think you always have to have a car, whereas I got away on my own two feet.

Revolutions require work, revolutions require sacrifice, revolutions, and our own included, require a certain amount of rationing, a certain amount of calluses, a certain amount of sacrifice.

They have found absolutely nothing to connect us with the Communist Party of the United States. In regards to your question about whether I myself am a communist, as I said I do not belong to any other organization.

I should never have played with fire and I did. And I got very burned.

Motivation is a fire from within. If someone else tries to light that fire under you, chances are it will burn very briefly.

I think perhaps I will always hold a candle for you – even until it burns my hand. And when the light has long since gone I will be there in the darkness holding what remains, quite simply because I cannot let go.

The lamp burns bright when wick and oil are clean.

Great men are meteors designed to burn so that earth may be lighted.

Loving someone is slow dancing with emotions in a burning room.

If you want to shine like sun first you have to burn like it.

No matter how many tears are running down her face, They’ll never stand a chance to the fire burning in her heart.