Leo Tolstoy’s ”Work, Death and Sickness” (via thesteppenwolf)
(Source: hand-me-downs-et-cetera)
‘Knowing that each of them may die at any moment,’ thought God, ‘they will not, by grasping at gains that may last so short a time, spoil the hours of life allotted to them.’ …But it turned out otherwise.
be a sheep, a radical sheep that turns away from the herd of wolves where everybody is trying to devour each other, where everybody is trying to maintain political power, where everybody is trying to build and maintain economic power, where everybody is trying to climb a corporate ladder. The radical rebellion of Christ is to go down and live a life of peace, of humility, of servant hood, gentleness and kindness, and lowliness, in a world full of pride, and wealth, and power, and arrogance and fighting and scrambling.
Aaron Weiss (via questionofaperson)
(Source: theincurably-inane)
I hear all this, oh this is class warfare, no! There is nobody in this country who got rich on his own. Nobody. You built a factory out there — good for you. But I want to be clear. You moved your goods to market on the roads the rest of us paid for. You hired workers the rest of us paid to educate. You were safe in your factory because of police forces and fire forces that the rest of us paid for. You didn’t have to worry that maurauding bands would come and seize everything at your factory… Now look. You built a factory and it turned into something terrific or a great idea — God Bless! Keep a Big Hunk of it. But part of the underlying social contract is you take a hunk of that and pay forward for the next kid who comes along.
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