From the New York Times obituary of Alberto Granado, who accompanied Che Guevara on his motorcycle journey around South America.
Before Che left Cuba in 1965 to pursue revolutions abroad, he left several books with inscriptions for close friends. They included one about the sugar industry for Mr. Granado.
The inscription was prescient.
"My dreams shall know no bounds, at least until bullets decide otherwise," wrote Che, who was captured and killed in Bolivia in 1967. "I'll be expecting you, sedentary gypsy, when the smell of gunpowder subsides. A hug for all of you. Che."
I pretty conflicted when it comes to my feelings about Che. But the thought of inscribing books with notes sound very appealing to me. I think I'm going to start doing more of that.