The Sole Perfection Which Modern Civilization Attains

If One Must Fight Or Create, It Is Necessary That This Be Preceded By The Broadest Possible Knowledge.

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

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

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.

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.