For the first week of the Sian events I was a first aid worker in the streets of Sian.

No one yet knows what a man's province is, and how far that province, as conceived of today, is artificial.

Subjection of any kind and in any place is beneath the dignity of man ... 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.

I feel like a person living on the brink of a volcano crater.

Everybody calls everybody a spy, secretly, in Russia, and everybody is under surveillance. You never feel safe.

I have always detested the belief that sex is the chief bond between man and woman. Friendship is far more human.

But settled things were enemies to me and soon lost their newness and color. The unknown called.