The revolution is not an apple that falls when it is ripe. You have to make it fall.
Silence is argument carried out by other means.
I am Cuban, Argentine, Bolivian, Peruvian, Ecuadorian, etc... You understand.
I know you have come to kill me. Shoot, coward! You are only going to kill a man.
Whenever death may surprise us, let it be welcome if our battle cry has reached even one receptive ear and another hand reaches out to take up our arms.
I know you are here to kill me. Shoot, coward, you are only going to kill a man.
We cannot be sure of having something to live for unless we are willing to die for it
Let the world change you and you can change the world. (Deje el mundo cambiarle y usted puede cambiar el mundo.)