“I could not really grasp the fact that this woman, who could be such a perceptive and enjoyable companion, might have lived without shelter and food. She had known something frightening, something that was not civilized.”
"Here was a messenger whose lyrics call attention to our condition, to the reasons for suffering: The music brings lightness to the feet and makes them dance, but the beat is a marching drum, a call to struggle"
“Village radicalism wasn’t a worker’s movement, not really. It was a bohemian movement with working-class sympathies ... a species of radical bohemianism that ought to be called, after its finest expositor, John Reedism.”