The Natural Price, Therefore, Is, As It

But Avarice And Ambition In The Rich, In The Poor The Hatred Of Labour And The Love Of Present Ease And Enjoyment, Are The Passions Which Prompt To Invade Property, Passions Much More Steady In Their Operation, And Much More Universal In Their Influence. Wherever There Is Great Property There Is Great Inequality. For One Very Rich Man There Must Be At Least Five Hundred Poor, And The Affluence Of The Few Supposes The Indigence Of The Many.

The Value Of Any Commodity, Therefore, To The Person Who Possesses It, And Who Means Not To Use Or Consume It Himself, But To Exchange It For Other Commodities, Is Equal To The Quantity Of Labour Which It Enables Him To Purchase Or Command. Labour, Therefore, Is The Real Measure Of The Exchangeable Value Of All Commodities. The Real Price Of Everything, What Everything Really Costs To The Man Who Wants To Acquire It, Is The Toil And Trouble Of Acquiring It.

The Emotions Of The Spectator Will Still Be Very Apt To Fall Short Of The Violence Of What Is Felt By The Sufferer. Mankind, Though Naturally Sympathetic, Never Conceive, For What Has Befallen Another, That Degree Of Passion Which Naturally Animates The Person Principally Concerned.

Consumption Is The Sole End And Purpose Of All Production.

To Expect, Indeed, That The Freedom Of Trade Should Ever Be Entirely Restored In Great Britain, Is As Absurd As To Expect That An Oceana Or Utopia Should Never Be Established In It.