Quotes About Revolution

Anything new, anything worth doing, can't be recognized.

Every act of creation is first an act of destruction.

You have to wake people up! To revolutionize their way of identifying things...you've got to create images they won't accept.

in a new world behave in a new way as a new man. unhorse the conquistador.

all over the world wars people plagued by the same ills as their oppressor the real revolution is to love myself.

He's a bar-room socialist, if that's what you mean. Beer and revolution go in, piss come out

There seems to be a psychological law of inertia that bogs down every hopeful activist and subverts every revolution. When compassion and empathy fail, backsliding begins. Or totalitarianism.

Kao pobije?eni revolucionar napustila je svoje seksualne barikade. Nešto se u njoj slomilo, nježno, tiho i nevoljko, i zagnjurila je lice u udubljenje izme?u mog ramena i uha, ne opiru?i se. Bio sam veoma uznemiren njenom neobi?nom nježnoš?u i tiho sam joj pri?ao ni o ?emu naro?itom dok nije zaspala u mom naru?ju.

The revolution of Jesus is in the first place and continuously a revolution of the human heart and spirit.

The revolution of Jesus is in the first place and continuously a revolution of the human heart or spirit.

The revolution of Jesus is in the first place and continuously a revolution of the human heart or spirit. It did not and does not proceed by means of the formation of social institutions and laws, the outer forms of our existence, intending that these would then impose a good order of life upon people who come under their power. Rather, his is a revolution of character, which proceeds by changing people from the inside through ongoing personal relationship to God in Christ and to one another.

Change only comes through breakdown or revolution.

Every generation's breakthroughs are proven false by the next generation's Technology

For the youth, the changes were too slow. For the aging traditionalists, the changes were blasphemous.

Every great philosophical shift in history began with a single bold idea.

This building doesn't just break the rules, Langdon thought. It ignores them completely.

Impressionists, Cubists, and Surrealists who had stunned the world between 1870 and 1960 by entirely redefining art. VAN GOGH… SEURAT… PICASSO… MUNCH… MATISSE… MAGRITTE… KLIMT… KANDINSKY… JOHNS… HOCKNEY… GAUGUIN… DUCHAMP… DEGAS… CHAGALL… CÉZANNE… CASSATT… BRAQUE… ARP… ALBERS…

Cambrian Explosion of the Technium. New

you know that just twelve years after our Revolutionary War, they had a revolution in France? So they were just a bunch of copycats. We also learned about some French guy named Napoleon who was always sticking his hand in his shirt. Nobody knew why. I guess he had a rash or something. That guy should get some ointment to put on his stomach.

We are in a comfortable Dark Ages of the inventive mind; institutions change but little, and that by gradual evolution rather than revolution; scientific research creeps crablike in a lateral shuffle, where once it leaped in great intuitive bounds; devices change even less, plateau technologies common to us would be instantly identifiable – and operable! – to our great-grandfathers.

In 1792 their decimal calendar replaced the 7-day week by a 10-day week called a décade, each day of which was given a Latin numerical name, three of which comprised a month. The day was divided into ten hours, each consisting of 100 minutes, each minute of 100 seconds.

Don't forget that before he turned traitor, Benedict Arnold was a hero of the Revolution. He betrayed everyone he knew—everyone he had fought beside, everything he had fought for—not for money or ideals but out of pride. Injuries and insults eventually became too much for him to bear.

After all, neither the French Revolution nor any of the other revolutions that occurred in Europe in the mid-nineteenth century had ushered in eras of glorious reform, let alone utopias. On the contrary, they had resulted in periods of terror and/or sustained counterrevolutionary repression.

And if that's what he can do as a paper-and-ink phantom, imagine what it was like when he was still alive, if you actually shared in his hatreds and believed in the prophecies, and surrendered as the text-Lenin reached up from the page to hand you the crack pipe of revolution for another hit of the good shit.