New York was a new and strange world. Vast, impersonal, merciless.... Always before I had felt like a person, an individual, hopeful that I could mold my life according to some desire of my own. But here in New York I was ignorant, insignificant, unimportant--one in millions whose destiny concerned no one. New York did not even know of my existence. Nor did it care.
Agnes SmedleyBut settled things were enemies to me and soon lost their newness and color. The unknown called.
Agnes SmedleyNo one yet knows what a man's province is, and how far that province, as conceived of today, is artificial.
Agnes SmedleyThousands 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.
Agnes Smedley