Alexander Berkman

Alexander Berkman

Summary

Portrait of Alexander Berkman Alexander Berkman Prison Memoirs of an Anarchist… (1912)

Existence is grim with despair, as day by day I feel my vitality ebbing; the long nights are tortured with insomnia; my body is racked with constant pains. All my heart is dark.
A glimmer of light breaks through the clouds, as the session of the Pardons Board approaches. I clutch desperately at the faint hope of a favorable decision. With feverish excitement I pore over the letters of the Girl, breathing cheer and encouraging news. My application is supported by numerous labor bodies, she writes.
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Portrait of Alexander Berkman Alexander Berkman Prison Memoirs of an Anarchist… (1912)

They found him dead on the floor of his cell.
My body renews its strength with the exercise of greater liberty of the range. The subtle hope of the Warden to corrupt me has turned to my advantage. I smile with scorn at his miserable estimate of human nature, determined by a lifetime of corruption and hypocrisy. How saddening is the shallowness of popular opinion!
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