[a]lways Keep A-hold Of Nurse For Fear

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.

Matilda Told Such Dreadful Lies, It Made One Gasp And Stretch One's Eyes Her Aunt, Who, From Her Earliest Youth, Had Kept A Strict Regard For Truth, Attempted To Believe Matilda The Effort Very Nearly Killed Her.

The Worship Of The Nation Has Been Able To Make Men Tolerate Under Its Authority What They Could Never Have Tolerated From Princes: A Submission To Rule, Which, Through Sumptuary Laws On Food And Drink, Through Conscription, Through A Cast-iron System Of Compulsory Instruction For All On State Ordered Lines, And Through A State Examination At The Gate Of Every Profession, Has Almost Killed The Citizen's Power To React Upon That Which Controls Him, And Has Almost Destroyed That Variety Which Is The Mark Of Life.

Wherever The Industrial System Has Reached Its Second Generation It Is Threatened By Two Mortal Perils. The First Is The Demand By An Organized Proletariat For Sustenance Without Relation To The Product Of Its Labor; A Demand Which Threatens The Very Existence Of Profit (on The Necessary Presumption Of Which Capitalism Reposes). The Second, And Immediately Graver Danger Is That Of A Revolt For The Confiscation Of The Means Of Production.

When I Am Dead, I Hope It May Be Said: His Sins Were Scarlet, But His Books Were Read.