He has no work, and without toil man is ruined! He has provided himself with machines and thinks it is good! While the machine is the devil's trap for you.

He thus catches you in it.

While toiling, you find no time for sin, but having a machine--you have freedom.

Freedom kills a man, even as the sunbeams kill the worm, the dweller of the depth of earth.
Freedom kills man!" And pronouncing his words distinctly and positively, the old Anany struck the table four times with his finger.

His face beamed triumphantly, his chest rose high, and over it the silver hair of his beard shook noiselessly.