The most eloquent eulogy of capitalism was made by its greatest enemy. Marx is only anti-capitalist in so far as capitalism is out of date.
Where would his torture be, indeed, if at every step the hope of succeeding upheld him?
There is a life and there is a death, and there are beauty and melancholy between.
Obstinacy alone is not a virtue.
There are people who prefer to look their fate in the eye
In short, they were gambling on their luck, and luck is not to be coerced.