We tried many times before to speed on the social revolution in Spain; attempted to stir up the feelings of the people and to raise the banner of Libertarian Communism.

The love of liberty and the sense of human dignity are the basic elements of the Anarchist creed.

We need no messiah and no sterile conception of a god menacing us with hell and purgatory.

Prostitution presents a moral, economic and social problem that cannot be resolved juridically.

The struggle is so great that the triumph over fascism alone is worth the sacrifice of our lives.

Never will the Anarchists in Spain be made to suffer as they have been and are in Russia.

I wish to say that we Anarchists have never changed our position. We are Anarchists as of old and still pursue the same ideals.

In Spain, we should have enough intelligence, enough sense of individual and collective responsibility to do for ourselves that which would be imposed upon us by a dictatorship.

The people themselves, and only the people, determine the rhythm of our fight.

Authority is something from which we are constantly subtracting, of which there remains always a residue, and which we attempt to make smaller and smaller.

Our constancy, same might call it our madness, was necessary to wear down the oppressive forces of the old democracy which, in Spain, was a hundred years behind the times.

I am not alive if I am only a wispy memory in someone’s fickle brain . . .

I work mornings only. I go out to lunch. Afternoons I play with the baby, walk with my husband, or shovel mail.

I know of no more beautiful prayer than that which the Hindus of old used in closing: May all that have life be delivered from suffering.

Of all the words in all languages I know, the greatest concentration is in the English word I.

Optimism is lack of information.

Great men too make mistakes, and many among them do it so often that one is almost tempted to call them little men.

One eye of the masters sees more, then ten of the servants. [One eye of the master sees more than ten of the servants']

The world is rid of Lord Byron, but the deadly slime of his touch still remains.

People need a parental divine love which will attend to them above all else, no matter what happens

The things one can express with the hand, with the head, with the shoulders!... How many useless and encumbering words then disappear! What economy!