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Rebel Heart
“Every revolutionary knows when to cut their losses. It doesn’t mean you’re giving in - just moving on to a battle you can win.”
“You can’t mean that.”
“Of course I do. This isn’t your fight. Two years ago, it was different. This now is simply madness.”
“It isn’t madness. It’s what is right. It’s what has to be done.”
“It doesn’t have to be done. Nothing has to be done. Many things ought to be done, but this is not one of them.”
“Since when have you become a royalist?”
“An assembly with actual legislative powers was a good deal. We made a good deal. If you could get your head out of the clouds, you would see that!”
“If you stopped hanging about the corridors of power and came back down to earth, you might see what must be done. Unless your corruption is complete.”
“You mock me, but doesn’t it tell you something about this government? I was on the barricades with you, and they know it, and I am allowed to work for the assembly. Surely you are not so naive as to think they do not know my political past.”
“I am not naive. You have sold out. It is that simple.”
“I cannot talk you into saving your own life?”
“I’m not going to die today.”
Thomas grabbed his little poet by the shoulders. “If only I could believe that.” He pulled him into a tight embrace, smoothing the ruffled hair.
Jehan pulled back. “I know what I’m doing. A republic. We promised each other.”
“If they attack, you know you won’t last an hour.”
“Goodbye, Thomas.”
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