Che Guevara- the paradigm of a human being.
Some excerpts from the
‘kaleidoscopic pages of the diary with its constant symbiosis of the literary stylist and the deep-sighted observer’
- Solitary peak is at its most solemn and imposing
- We shall see
- More days to add to the diary. Full of inner life and nothing more. A collection of failures of every kind and unchanging sources of hope
- Decidedly I’m one given to optimistic fatalism
- My decision is made : unshakeable and heroic
- My life is so exactly the same that it is hardly worth relating anything
- I preferred to vanish with a sonnet to thin air
- To speak of plans in my situation would be to tell of a hastily assembled dream
- To do that would be the most horrible betrayal of the two I’s inside me : the socialist and the traveler
- Several days have passed in which things did not happen at the feverish pace of previous days
- It has all been like a beautiful dream from which you are in no hurry to awake
- A bit of lateral pressure can set me off in a completely different direction
- Life is monotonous and undisciplined, with pointless discussions and every possible form of time-wasting
- The impression he gives me is of a sincere but excitable individual, one of those ambitious people who, as the result of a blunder, can find himself in the position of violently abjuring his faith, but who, at a certain moment, is capable of making the most exalted sacrifices (Che describing Carlos Manuel Pellecer)
- Everything is devilishly complicated
- Another day added to the collection without any greater victories over my reputation for idling
- A little water has passed under the bridge
- There are two ways of arriving at what you so much fear: a positive way of direct persuasion, and a negative way of complete disenchantment
- I can’t say, even approximately, at what moment I stopped reasoning and acquired something like a faith, because the road was quite long and there was a lot of turning back
- You are the black sheep in the flock
- A lot of things have happened, or not such a lot-it depends on your point of view
- Perhaps I’ll simply keep wandering long enough to complete a solid education and to take the pleasures I have awarded myself for this life, before seriously devoting myself to the pursuit of my ideal
- Things develop with tremendous speed and no one can predict where they will be next year and why
- The neglect shown by the authorities is almost complete
- I fight for the things in which I believe,with the weapons in my reach
- Not only am I not moderate now,I shall try never to be
- And if I ever detect in myself that the sacred flame has given way to a timid votive flicker, the least I can do is vomit over my own shit
- Any great work requires passion, and the revolution requires passion and audacity in large doses. Things that humanity as a whole does have
- Freedom of expression is already a myth
- ….will remain so for however many years the spheroid has room for me on its outer mantle
- I decided first to carry out the main tasks, to rush at the order of things with a shield on my arm (a complete fantasy) and then, if the windmills did not break my nut, to sit down and write
- The sky has not darkened, the constellations have not fallen apart, nor have there been floods or hurricanes of extreme severity; the signs are good. They augur victory
- I think that I’ll be able to say like a poet you don’t know: “I shall carry beneath the earth only the sorrow of an unfinished song”
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In the elevator – A term coined by a close pal – ‘My slate is blank right now’. What is this supposed to mean?? I was equally perplexed. And then came the moment of enlightenment- it implies a status check – single/not single. Well in that case my slate has always been blank ! And I know I have a lot of company here!
