To die would have been beautiful. But I belong to those who do not die for the sake of beauty.
AGNES SMEDLEYShe said little, especially when my father or the men who worked for him were about I remember her instinctive and unhesitating sympathy for the miners.
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For the first week of the Sian events I was a first aid worker in the streets of Sian.
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Professors could silence me then; they had figures, diagrams, maps, books.
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I was ashamed of them and their ways of life. But now – yes, I love them; they are a part of my blood; they, with all their virtues and their faults, played a great part in forming my way of looking at life.
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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 have always detested the belief that sex is the chief bond between man and woman.
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New York was a new and strange world. Vast, impersonal, merciless.
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I believe only in money, not in love or tenderness. Love and tenderness meant only pain and suffering and defeat.
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The 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.
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Friendship is far more human.
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Like all my family and class, I considered it a sign of weakness to show affection; to have been caught kissing my mother would have been a disgrace, and to have shown affection for my father would have been a disaster.
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Subjection of any kind and in any place is beneath the dignity of man.
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And the woman who could win the respect of man was often the woman who could knock him down with her bare fists and sit on him until he yelled for help.
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In the little hall leading to it was a rack holding various Socialist or radical newspapers, tracts, and pamphlets in very small print and on very bad paper.
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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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She said little, especially when my father or the men who worked for him were about I remember her instinctive and unhesitating sympathy for the miners.
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