Fascism Is Capitalism Plus Murder.

Man Is An Evasive Beast, Given To Cultivating Strange Notions About Himself.

The Private Control Of Credit Is The Modern Form Of Slavery.

Human Beings Suffer Agonies, And Their Sad Fates Become Legends; Poets Write Verses About Them And Playwrights Compose Dramas, And The Remembrance Of Past Grief Becomes A Source Of Present Pleasure - Such Is The Strange Alchemy Of The Spirit.

An Event Of Colossal And Overwhelming Significance May Happen All At Once, But The Words Which Describe It Have To Come One By One In A Long Chain.

All Day Long This Man Would Toil Thus, His Whole Being Centered Upon The Purpose Of Making Twenty-three Instead Of Twenty-two And A Half Cents An Hour; And Then His Product Would Be Reckoned Up By The Census Taker, And Jubilant Captains Of Industry Would Boast Of It In Their Banquet Halls, Telling How Our Workers Are Nearly Twice As Efficient As Those Of Any Other Country. If We Are The Greatest Nation The Sun Ever Shone Upon, It Would Seem To Be Mainly Because We Have Been Able To Goad Our Wage-earners To This Pitch Of Frenzy.