The World Will Be For The Common

Civil Servants And Priests, Soldiers And Ballet-dancers, Schoolmasters And Police Constables, Greek Museums And Gothic Steeples, Civil List And Services List -- The Common Seed Within Which All These Fabulous Beings Slumber In Embryo Is Taxation.

Capital Is Dead Labor, Which, Vampire-like, Lives Only By Sucking Living Labor, And Lives The More, The More Labor It Sucks.

The Weapon Of Criticism Can Never Replace The Criticism Of Weapons.

The Task Is Not Just To Understand The World But To Change It.

The Philosophers Have Only Interpreted The World, In Various Ways: The Point, However, Is To Change It.