There’s something dreadfully decisive about a beheading.
AGNES SMEDLEYNo one yet knows what a man’s province is, and how far that province, as conceived of today, is artificial.
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But there were years when, in search of what I thought was better, nobler things I denied these, my people, and my family.
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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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Professors could silence me then; they had figures, diagrams, maps, books.
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There were fifty-four women and forty little boys with the Red Army prisoners, and I went daily to take care of them also.
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It is not a national question concerning India any longer; it is purely international.
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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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I have no objection to a man being a man, however masculine that may be.
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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 shot, rode, jumped, and took part in all the fights of the boys.
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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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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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When I was a girl, the West was still young, and the law of force, of physical force, was dominant.
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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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Subjection of any kind and in any place is beneath the dignity of man.
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New York was a new and strange world. Vast, impersonal, merciless.
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