We Always Plan Too Much And Always

We Always Plan Too Much And Always Think Too Little.

For The Duration Of Its Collective Life, Or The Time During Which Its Identity May Be Assumed, Each Class Resembles A Hotel Or An Omnibus, Always Full, But Always Of Different People.

Nothing Is So Treacherous As The Obvious.

In One Important Sense, Marxism Is A Religion. To The Believer It Presents, First, A System Of Ultimate Ends That Embody The Meaning Of Life And Are Absolute Standards By Which To Judge Events And Actions; And, Secondly, A Guide To Those Ends Which Implies A Plan Of Salvation And The Indication Of The Evil From Which Mankind, Or A Chosen Section Of Mankind, Is To Be Saved.

Situations Emerge In The Process Of Creative Destruction In Which Many Firms May Have To Perish That Nevertheless Would Be Able To Live On Vigorously And Usefully If They Could Weather A Particular Storm.