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.
AGNES SMEDLEYBut there were years when, in search of what I thought was better, nobler things I denied these, my people, and my family.
More Agnes Smedley Quotes
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The subjects treated were technical Marxist theories.
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I shot, rode, jumped, and took part in all the fights of the boys.
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I 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.
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There’s something dreadfully decisive about a beheading.
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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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For the first week of the Sian events I was a first aid worker in the streets of Sian.
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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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I feel like a person living on the brink of a volcano crater.
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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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Subjection of any kind and in any place is beneath the dignity of man.
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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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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 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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I would not let it ruin me as it ruined others! I would speak only with money, hard money.
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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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