Now being a girl I was ashamed of my body and my lack of strength. So I tried to be a man. I shot rode jumped and took part in all the fights of the boys.
My mother listened to all the news from the camp during the strike. She said...
And the woman who could win the respect of man was often the woman who could...
Much that we read of Russia is imagination and desire only.
Like all my family and class I considered it a sign of weakness to show...
I have prayed to God that he give me the strength to survive each day and to...
I saw him... at peace in my armchair. I remember wishing he could stay in...
The great strength of the totalitarian state is that it forces those who fear...
Strength lies not in defence but in attack.
Well we ought to be stirred even to tears by society's ills.