#communism

Communism feeds on aggression, hatred, and the imprisonment of men's minds and souls. This shall not take root in the United States. ↗

— Emanuel Celler

#communism #feeds #hatred #imprisonment #men

The chief fruit of the First World War was the Russian Revolution and the rise of Communism as a national power. ↗

— Whittaker Chambers

#communism #first #first world #first world war #fruit

And you spend your day going around from the house of the washerman to the house of the sweeper, asking about this one's son and that one's nephew, but spending no time with your own family. It is no secret that many people here think that you are a communist.' Rasheed reflected that this probably meant only that he loathed the poverty and injustice endemic to the village, and that he made no particular secret of it. ↗

— Vikram Seth

#communism #poverty #social-injustice #family

When I die, my only wish is that Cambodia remain Cambodia and belong to the West. It is over for communism, and I want to stress that. ↗

— Pol Pot

#cambodia #communism #die #i #only

A common danger tends to concord. Communism is the exploitation of the strong by the weak. In Communism, inequality comes from placing mediocrity on a level with excellence. ↗

— Pierre-Joseph Proudhon

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You show me a capitalist, and I'll show you a bloodsucker ↗

— Malcolm X

#democracy #freedom #history #hope #individualism

Why do people have memories? It would be easier to die - anything to stop remembering. ↗

— Vasily Grossman

#world-war-ii #life

All the light was now coming from the East; and it looked breathtakingly new. In a very short time, everything was nationalized, from banks to factories, from pharmacies to little distilleries. ↗

— Teodor Flonta

#life #love #secret-police #transylvania #vampires

The cane leaves a mark on your flesh for a few hours, a day or two. The good answers to the questions leave a mark on your brain for many years, sometimes even for life,” my father said. ↗

— Teodor Flonta

#life #love #secret-police #transylvania #vampires

The night I was born, my great uncle Moanea, the village forester, shot a wolf. The villagers roasted it in the fire and fed the meat to the dogs. ↗

— Teodor Flonta

#life #love #secret-police #transylvania #vampires