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Red Wings: A Lust in Paris Novel - Vol. I

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“Champagne arrived in flûtes on trays, and we emptied them with gladness in our hearts... for when feasts are laid and classical music is played, where champagne is drunk once the sun has sunk and the season of summer is alive in spicy bloom, and beautiful women fill the room, and are generous with laughter and smiles... these things fill men's hearts with joy and remind one that life’s bounty is not always fleeting but can be captured, and enjoyed. It is in writing about this scene that I relive this night in my soul.”

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“Being a feminist is an identity we can slip in and out of at our leisure more than ever before. Through largely consuming these ideas in online realms, not only is a sense of tangible community and solidarity lost, but it is far, far easier to focus solely on the perception of self than on the oppression of all. The personal is political in the sense that our experiences of gendered violence, inequality, workplace discrimination, healthcare bias and more can all be pinned to personal experiences to promote personal brands that lead to careers, followings, and opportunities rather than systemic change. On a fundamental level, it's not surprising that massive corporations preach female empowerment while failing to secure the rights of their workers on every level of the supply chain and allowing men to flourish at the top of their companies. But on a more micro level, these companies twist and distort the worlds of young femmes, imploring them to aspire to the same corrupt standards but to feel good about themselves while doing it.”

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“… as we submit to be dressed like dolls, we never can rise to the stations of duty and usefulness from which they desire to exclude us; and they are willing to grant us paltry indulgences, which forward their own design of keeping us out of our appropriate sphere, while they deprive us of essential rights. here are few things which present greater obstacles to the improvement and elevation of woman to her appropriate sphere of usefulness and duty, than the laws which have been enacted to destroy her independence, and crush her individuality; laws which, although they are framed for her government, she has had no voice in establishing, and which rob her of some of her essential rights.”

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Book:Letters on the Equality of the Sexes, and the Condition of Woman
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“I would never accept a world where Hank might be told: “I’m sorry, but while your cancer has a 92% cure rate when treated properly, there just aren’t adequate resources in the world to make that treatment available to you.” That world would be so obviously and unacceptably unjust. So how can I live in a world where Henry and his family are told that? How can I accept a world where over a million people will die this year for want of a cure that has existed for nearly a century?”

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“Post-apocalyptic world will never unfold like in the movies, the post-apocalyptic world already exists, may be not for you, as you're born on the lucky side of privilege - but that world of drought, flood, famine, plague and persecution already exists - ten steps from the door of the privileged.”

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Book:Neurosonnets: The Naskar Art of Neuroscience
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“The perspiration of kings is just froth of the decanter. But the pawis of peasants dries up, becomes lead that weighs them down the ages. The master wears a necktie; the slave, a grindstone. Between them no relationship is possible except that which exists between mill and grist. And what is private property without public toil? Yet the world perpetuates only the pyramids, only their pharaohs. Nobody remembers or even likes to admit that both came into existence only through brawn and blood that issued from millions upon millions of nameless serfs. You weep over sunken armadas but not over their galleon slaves. You weep over fallen crowns, not for those beheaded. This must stop! We shall stop you! Labor has a face, labor has a name! You don’t romanticize it. . . you feed its belly . . . heal its sores and sons. All written history glorifies the power of men, not the sweat of man. . . . All this feudal nonsense about lilac-strewn palaces and Cleopatra’s bath! Well, the new chronicle will smell as the tao smells. It shall be carpenter over architect, farmer over agrarianist, citizen over president....”

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Book:But for the Lovers
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