Pierre-Joseph Proudhon Quotes

The great appear great because we are on our knees: Let us rise.

Power is never so overwhelming that there's no room for resistance.

Freedom is never voluntarily given by the oppressor; it must be demanded by the oppressed.

An oppressed people will always rise.

The oppressed never free themselves - they do not have the necessary strengths.

I think there is an instinct out there to rid us of our masters.

Fight the power that be. Fight the power.

Oppressed people cannot remain oppressed forever. The yearning for freedom eventually manifests itself.

When you're talking about an authority figure oppressing against people, it's the people that hold that authority figure up. If you want to get free of this bondage, then we need to think about ways to free ourselves rather than looking to the oppressors to free us.

My fellow revolutionaries, liberation is a noble cause. We must fight to obtain it.

The great appear great to us only because we are on our knees;, LET US RISE!

Power Concedes Nothing

Rise like Lions after slumber In unvanquishable number — Shake your chains to earth like dew Which in sleep had fallen on you — Ye are many — they are few.

When people rise, they must have a goal worthy of them. Must paltry goods be of concern to them?... The people must rise up not to collect sugar, but to bring down the tyrants.

Despair and frustration will not shake our belief that the resistance is the only way of liberation.

There will be no prison which can hold our movement down.

The walls, the bars, the guns and the guards can never encircle or hold down the idea of the people.

The surest guide to the correctness of the path that women take is joy in the struggle. Revolution is the festival of the oppressed.

I have always looked on disobedience toward the oppressive as the only way to use the miracle of having been born.

An oppressed people are authorized whenever they can to rise and break their fetters.

Who Rebels? Who rises in arms? Rarely the slave, but almost always the oppressor turned slave.

Revolution is the festival of the oppressed.

But love, like the sun that it is, sets afire and melts everything. what greed and privilege to build up over whole centuries the indignation of a pious spirit, with its natural following of oppressed souls, will cast down with a single shove.

We have not forgotten the occupier. We remain a resistance.

Movements begin when oppressed people make - and keep remaking - a deeply inward decision to stop consenting to external demands that contradict a critical inner truth, the truth that they are worthy of respect.