To die would have been beautiful. But I belong to those who do not die for the sake of beauty.

I have loved and bitterness left me for that hour. But there are times when love itself is bitter.

There's something dreadfully decisive about a beheading.

Professors could silence me then; they had figures, diagrams, maps, books.... I was learning that books and diagrams can be evil things if they deaden the mind of man and make him blind or cynical before subjection of any kind.

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

When I was a girl, the West was still young, and the law of force, of physical force, was dominant.

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.