At fourteen my sister sailed away from me into a place I'd never been. In the walls of my sex there was horror and blood, in the walls of hers there were windows.

We do not want to be beginners. But let us be convinced of the fact that we will never be anything else but beginners, all our life!

I’m doing something I always dreamed about doing, and it was about the most depressing moment I’ve ever had in my life,

The free worker receives a wage; the slave an education, food, care, clothing; the money that the master spends to keep the slave is drained little by little and in detail; one hardly perceives it.1

Written By Alexis de Tocqueville

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