He thought each memory recalled must do some violence to is origins...What you alter in the remembering has yet a reality, known or not.

Her mood was compunded of despair and determination, alternating violently as they always did.

For the first years of its existence, the International was preoccupied with cleansing Social Democracy of the anarchists who, formally thrown out of the conference halls...kept making Punch and Judy interruptions through windows and balconies.

Felt more like a self congratulatory autobiography than a rich treatise on trade unionism, unfortunately. :'(