I would not let it ruin me as it ruined others! I would speak only with money, hard money.
AGNES SMEDLEYEverybody calls everybody a spy, secretly, in Russia, and everybody is under surveillance. You never feel safe.
More Agnes Smedley Quotes
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I have no objection to a man being a man, however masculine that may be.
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I feel like a person living on the brink of a volcano crater.
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Yet it is awful to love a person who is a torture to you. And a fascinating person who loves you and won’t hear of anything but your loving him and living right by his side through all eternity!
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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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I shot, rode, jumped, and took part in all the fights of the boys.
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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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Professors could silence me then; they had figures, diagrams, maps, books.
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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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My mother listened to all the news from the camp during the strike.
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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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There’s something dreadfully decisive about a beheading.
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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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I joined another circle and the leader gave us a little leaflet in very small print, asking us to read it carefully and then come prepared to ask questions.
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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 here in New York I was ignorant, insignificant, unimportant–one in millions whose destiny concerned no one. New York did not even know of my existence. Nor did it care.
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