Modern man talks of a battle with nature, forgetting that, if he won the battle, he would find himself on the losing side

I'm not at all contemptuous of comforts, but they have their place and it is not first.

We must do what we conceive to be the right thing, and not bother our heads or burden our souls with whether we are going to be successful. Because if we don't do the right thing, we'll be doing the wrong thing, and we will just be part of the disease, and not a part of the cure.

Perhaps we cannot raise the winds. But each of us can put up the sail, so that when the wind comes we can catch it.

If, however, economic ambitions are good servants, they are bad masters

I certainly never feel discouraged. I can't myself raise the winds that might blow us or this ship into a better world. But I can at least put up the sail so that when the winds comes, I can catch it.

Is there enough to go around? What is enough? Who can tell us? Certainly not the economist who pursues economic growth as the highest of all values, and therefore has no concept of enough.