"Good-natured satirists often remark that 'the best way to cure an anarchist is to give him a fortune.' Substituting 'corrupt' for 'cure,' I would subscribe to this; and believing myself to be no better than the rest of men, I earnestly hope that as so far it has been my lot to work, and work hard, and for no fortune, so I may continue to the end; for let me keep the intensity of my soul, with all the limitations of my material conditions, rather than become the spineless and idealless creation of material needs." – Voltairine deCleyre, excerpted from The Making of an Anarchist
Oh, to be as steadfast as Voltairine. To have an amulet made up of the intensity of my soul to ward off the electric blanket temptation.
Monday, February 27, 2006
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