La Résistance/Quotes

"Ah, yes, a rag-tag group of heroes... The Evil Overlord's biggest weakness."

—George, Bob and George

Conquered, we conquer.

—Titus Maccius Plautus

It is dangerous to be right when the government is wrong.

—Voltaire

My friend, do you hear the dark flight of the crows over our plains?
My friend, do you hear the dulled cries of our countries in chains?

Oh, friends, do you hear, workers, farmers, in your ears alarm bells ringing?
Tonight all our tears will be turned to tongues of flame in our blood singing!

Climb up from the mine, out from hiding in the pines, all you comrades,
Take out from the hay all your guns, your munitions and your grenades;

Hey you, assassins, with your bullets and your knives, kill tonight!
Hey you, saboteurs, be careful with your burden, dynamite!

We are the ones who break the jail bars in two for our brothers,
hunger drives, hate pursues, misery binds us to one another.

There are countries where people sleep without a care and lie dreaming.
But here, do you see, we march on, we kill on, we die screaming.

But here, each one knows what he wants, what he does with his choice;
My friend, if you fall, from the shadows on the wall, another steps into your place.

Tomorrow, black blood shall dry out in the sunlight on the streets.
But sing, companions, freedom hears us in the night still so sweet.

My friend, do you hear the dark flight of the crows over our plains?

My friend, do you hear the dulled cries of our countries in chains?

—Chant des Partisans

"My country, right or wrong; if right, to be kept right; and if wrong, to be set right."

—Carl Schurz

When they poured across the border
I was cautioned to surrender,
This I could not do;
I took my gun and vanished
[...]
Oh, the wind, the wind is blowing,
through the graves the wind is blowing,
freedom soon will come;

then we'll come from the shadows

—La Complainte du Partisan

Do you hear the people sing/ singing a song of angry men
It is the music of a people/ who will not be slaves again!
When the beating of your heart/ echoes the beating of the drums

There is a life about to start/ when tomorrow comes!

—Do You Hear the People Sing?, Les Misérables