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There Are Two Futures, The Future Of Desire And The Future Of Fate, And Man's Reason Has Never Learnt To Separate Them.

Who Will Free Me From Hurry, Flurry, The Feeling Of A Crowd Pushing Behind Me, Of Being Hustled And Crushed? How Can I Regain Even For A Minute The Feeling Of Ample Leisure I Had During My Early, My Creative Years? Then I Seldom Felt Fussed, Or Hurried. There Was Time For Work, For Play, For Love, The Confidence That If A Task Was Not Done At The Appointed Time, I Easily Could Fit It Into Another Hour. I Used To Take Leisure For Granted, As I Did Time Itself.

The Renaissance Had Resulted In The Emancipation Of The Individual, In Making Him Feel That The Universe Had No Other Purpose Than His Happiness. This Brought An Entirely New Answer To The Question, 'why Should I Do This Or That?' It Used To Be, 'because Self-instituted Authority Command You.' The Answer Now Was, 'because It Is Good For Men.' In This Lies Our Greatest Debt To The Renaissance, That It Instituted The Welfare Of Men As The End Of All Action.

The Average European Does Not Seem To Feel Free Until He Succeeds In Enslaving And Oppressing Others.

Pessimism Like Calumny Is Easy To Do, And Attracts Immediate Attention. The Gossiper And The Writer May Find This Out Soon Enough, And A Little Encouragement From The Current Mood Will Procure Them Successes That Bring Endless Imitators In Their Trail. On The Other Hand Saying Good Things About Life In General And Individuals In Particular And Making It Interesting Is A Serious Task Which Few Can Achieve With Credit.