There were fifty-four women and forty little boys with the Red Army prisoners, and I went daily to take care of them also.
AGNES SMEDLEYThe highest joy is to fight by the side of those who for any reason of their own making or ours, are unable to develop to full human stature.
More Agnes Smedley Quotes
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But I see no reason why a woman should not grow and develop in all those outlets which are suited to her nature, it matters not at all what they may be.
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Everybody calls everybody a spy, secretly, in Russia, and everybody is under surveillance. You never feel safe.
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I forgot the songs they sung – and most of those songs are now dead; I erased their dialect from my tongue.
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So I had to be the doctor to these wounded men until we could remove them to the hospital.
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I have loved and bitterness left me for that hour. But there are times when love itself is bitter.
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Always before I had felt like a person, an individual, hopeful that I could mold my life according to some desire of my own.
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Much that we read of Russia is imagination and desire only.
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Professors could silence me then; they had figures, diagrams, maps, books.
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I was learning that books and diagrams can be evil things if they deaden the mind of man and make him blind or cynical before subjection of any kind.
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Now, being a girl, I was ashamed of my body and my lack of strength. So I tried to be a man.
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When I was a girl, the West was still young, and the law of force, of physical force, was dominant.
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My mother listened to all the news from the camp during the strike.
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More and more do I see that only a successful revolution in India can break England’s back forever and free Europe itself.
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I would not let it ruin me as it ruined others! I would speak only with money, hard money.
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But settled things were enemies to me and soon lost their newness and color. The unknown called.
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