All Men Have An Instinct For Conflict:

How Slow The Shadow Creeps: But When 'tis Past How Fast The Shadows Fall. How Fast! How Fast!

In Soft Deluding Lies Let Fools Delight. A Shadow Marks Our Days, Which End In Night.

Political Freedom Without Economic Freedom Is Almost Worthless, And It Is Because The Modern Proletariat Has The One Kind Of Freedom Without The Other That Its Rebellion Is Now Threatening The Very Structure Of The Modern World.

One Man In One Mood Will Attack Industrial Capitalism For Its Destruction Of Beauty; Another For Its Incompetence; Another For The Vileness Of The Men Who Chiefly Prosper Under It; Another For Its Mere Confusion And Noise; Another For Its False Values; It Was Until Recently Most Fiercely Attacked For Its Impoverishment Of The Workers, Its Margin Of Unemployment And The Rest - Indeed So Fiercely That It Was Compelled To Seek Palliatives For The Evil. With A Mass Of Men It Was Attacked From A Vague But Strong Sense Of Injustice; It Allowed A Few Rich To Exploit Mankind.

Just As There Is Nothing Between The Admirable Omelet And The Intolerable, So With Autobiography.