“When will I see you? I miss you so much that my soul is simply thirsting! Do you know what, my gold? It’s soon going to be midnight, but down below [on the streets] all around there’s noise and shouting, paper boys crying out—just like at noontime.” 1894LuxemburgLetters To Leo JogichesMarch 11 Book:The Letters of Rosa Luxemburg Source: The Letters of Rosa Luxemburg