The first duty of a revolutionary is to get away with it.
Nobody can be exactly like me. Sometimes even I have trouble doing it.
Sack over my head and cinched it tight around my windpipe.
Seize opportunity by the beard, for it is bald behind.
History is indeed little more than the register of the crimes, follies and misfortunes of mankind.
Let not the sands of time get in your lunch.
I gathered we were headed over Nob Hill, and from the angle, it seemed we were taking one of the steeper routes.