Socialism Is Good When It Comes To

Much Melancholy Has Devolved Upon Mankind, And It Is Detestable To Me That Might Will Triumph In The End...

The Sole Perfection Which Modern Civilization Attains Is A Mechanical One; Machines Are Splendid And Flawless, But The Life Which Serves Them Or Is Served By Them, Is Neither Superb Nor Brilliant, Nor More Perfect Nor More Graceful; Nor Is The Work Of The Machines Perfect; Only They, The Machines, Are Like Gods.

Man Will Never Be Enslaved By Machinery If The Man Tending The Machine Be Paid Enough.

All The Year Round There Is Spring, All Through Life Is Youth; There Is Always Something Which May Flower.

Gentlemen, Four-fifths Of The Earth's Surface Is Covered By Seas; That Is Unquestionably Too Much; The World's Surface, The Map Of Oceans And Dry Land, Must Be Corrected. We Shall Give The World The Workforce Of The Sea, Gentlemen. This Will No Longer Be The Style Of Captain Van Toch; We Shall Replace The Adventure Story Of Pearls By The Hymnic Paean Of Labour.