They want to tie up the markets and stop the dairy trains, and they won't wink an eyelash if all the babies that don't belong to them are without milk.

That's war, they tell me; and I answer that I'd treat war just as I'd treat a strike, if I had the power.

As soon as an army began to prey on the helpless, I'd raise a bigger army if I could and throw the first one out into the jungle where it belonged.

But people don't see things like that now, though they may in the next five hundred years.

The trouble is that all human nature, including capitalist and labourer, is tarred with the same brush and tarred with selfishness.