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 SMEDLEYI 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.
More Agnes Smedley Quotes
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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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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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Gambling in the mark has been the great indoor sport of the capitalists for months, and consequently food has increased by 25 to 100 per cent.
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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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I feel like a person living on the brink of a volcano crater.
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I have always detested the belief that sex is the chief bond between man and woman.
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No one yet knows what a man’s province is, and how far that province, as conceived of today, is artificial.
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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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Friendship is far more human.
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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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I shot, rode, jumped, and took part in all the fights of the boys.
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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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The subjects treated were technical Marxist theories.
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To die would have been beautiful. But I belong to those who do not die for the sake of beauty.
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