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“The import is not the kind of work woman does, but rather the quality of the work she furnishes.”

Book:Anarchy and the Sex Question: Essays on Women and Emancipation, 1896–1926

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Anarchy and the Sex Question: Essays on Women and Emancipation, 1896–1926

The book delves into the historical context of the period, examining the contributions of various thinkers and activists to the discourse on women's rights and the broader anarchist movement. It includes analyses of the social, political, and economic factors influencing the struggle for gender equality and liberation. more

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Emma Goldman

Emma Goldman was a prominent American writer, lecturer, and activist, known for her work in anarchism and feminism. Born on June 27, 1869, in Lithuania, she immigrated to the United States in her teens. Goldman's life was marked by her advocacy for workers' rights, free speech, and sexual liberation. She was a key figure in the American labor movement and the early 20th-century radical movement. Her influential writings and speaking engagements made her a leading voice in the fight for social and political change. She passed away on May 14, 1940. more

“The inherent tendency of the State is to concentrate, to narrow, and monopolize all social activities; the nature of revolution is, on the contrary, to grow, to broaden, and disseminate itself in ever-wider circles. In other words, the State is institutional and static; revolution is fluent, dynamic.”

States Social Grows Revolution Activity Contrary Circles Tendencies Inherent Static Fluent

Book:My Disillusionment in Russia

Source: My Disillusionment in Russia

“True, we have no conscription; that is, men are not usually forced to enlist in the army, but we have developed a far more exacting and rigid force-necessity.”

Men Force Army Conscription

Book:Emma Goldman

Source: Emma Goldman

“What is patriotism? Is it love of one's birthplace, the place of childhood's recollections and hopes, dreams and aspirations? Is it the place where, in childlike naïveté, we would watch the passing clouds, and wonder why we, too, could not float so swiftly? The place where we would count the milliard glittering stars, terror-stricken lest each one "an eye should be," piercing the very depths of our little souls?”