I would not let it ruin me as it ruined others! I would speak only with money, hard money.
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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I have no objection to a man being a man, however masculine that may be.
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Thousands of women are crushed and made inarticulate by that system and never develop as their natures would force them to develop were they in a decent environment.
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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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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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Much that we read of Russia is imagination and desire only.
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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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It was a technical Marxist subject and I did not understand it nor did I know what questions to ask.
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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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To die would have been beautiful. But I belong to those who do not die for the sake of beauty.
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I shot, rode, jumped, and took part in all the fights of the boys.
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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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The subjects treated were technical Marxist theories.
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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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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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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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