If One Must Fight Or Create, It

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

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.

I Think I Am Slowly Becoming An Anarchist, That This Is Only Another Label For My Privateness, And I Think That You Will Understand This In The Sense Of Being Against Collectivity.

I Find That A Real Gardener Is Not A Man Who Cultivates Flowers; He Is A Man Who Cultivates The Soil. He Is A Creature Who Digs Himself Into The Earth And Leaves The Sight Of What Is On It To Us Gaping Good-for-nothings. He Lives Buried In The Ground. He Builds His Monument In A Heap Of Compost. If He Came Into The Garden Of Eden, He Would Sniff Excitedly And Say: "good Lord, What Humus!"

There Came Into The World An Unlimited Abundance Of Everything People Need. But People Need Everything Except Unlimited Abundance.