It's just with people like this that success is possible.

I tell you I could make them go through fire; one has only to din it into them that they are not advanced enough.

The fools reproach me that I have taken in every one here over the central committee and 'the innumerable branches.' You once blamed me for it yourself, but where's the deception?
You and I are the central committee and there will be as many branches as we like." "And always the same sort of rabble!" "Raw material.

Even they will be of use." "And you are still reckoning on me ?" "You are the chief, you are the head; I shall only be a subordinate, your secretary.

We shall take to our barque, you know; the oars are of maple, the sails are of silk, at the helm sits a fair maiden, Lizaveta Nikolaevna...