For struggling for a better world all of us are fenced in, threatened with death. But fences are broken. The rebels search each other out. They walk toward one another. They find each other and together break other fences. In the countrysides and cities, in the states, in the nations, on the continents, the rebels begin to recognize each other, to know themselves as equals and different. They continue on their fatiguing walk, walking as it is now necessary to walk, that is to say, struggling...
Subcommandante Marcos