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Not like the brazen giant of Greek fame
With conquering limbs astride from land to land;
Here at our sea-washed, sunset gates shall stand
A mighty woman with a torch, whose flame
Is the imprisoned…
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Emma Lazarus
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New York City, United States of America
Date:
1883
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Sometimes, when I think of my past in a superficial, casual way, the metamorphosis I have gone through strikes me as nothing short of a miracle. I was born and…
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Abraham Cahan
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New York City, United States of America (New York, United States of America)
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1917
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A sick woman in a squalid rear tenement, so wretched and so pitiful that, in all the years since, I have not seen anything more appealing, determined me, within half an hour, to live on the East…
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Lillian Wald
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New York City, United States of America (New York, United States of America)
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1915
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I slept with a murderer every night of my life for two years. The murderer is dead now. He died some weeks ago in Chicago. That is why I am free to tell the tale.
I was a small boy at that time. I…
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Louis Golding
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Manchester, United Kingdom
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1938
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Mel:I’m not having an anxiety attack. I’m a little tense.Edna:Why don’t you take a Valium?Mel:I took one.Edna:Then take another one.Mel:I took another one. They don’t work any more. [He sits down…
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Neil Simon
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New York, United States of America
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1970
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The figurative underworld of a great city has no ventilation, housing or lighting problems. Rooks and crooks who live in the putrid air of crime are not denied the light of day, even though they…
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Fannie Hurst
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New York City, United States of America (New York, United States of America)
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1915
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In an air-shaft so narrow that you could touch the next wall with your bare hands, Hanneh Breineh leaned out and knocked on her neighbor’s window.
“Can you loan me your wash-boiler for the clothes?”…
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Anzia Yezierska
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New York City, United States of America (New York, United States of America)
Date:
1919
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I went back to my letter. “Every Sunday there’s a chess tournament.” I stopped writing.
It was crazy. Mr. Doom was supposed to take care of all of us. Mr. Meltzer was supposed to take care of the…
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Gail Carson Levine
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New York, United States of America
Date:
1999
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In April 1942, after months of probing and letter writing, Mother and Mrs. Gerber received letters telling them that Father’s troop was in a Russian prison camp. However, no word came from either of…
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Aranka Siegal
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New York, United States of America
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1981
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I would be a traitor to these poor burned bodies if I came here to talk good fellowship. We have tried you good people of the public and we have found you wanting. The old Inquisition had its rack and…
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Rosa Schneiderman
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New York City, United States of America (New York, United States of America)
Date:
1911