“ If the misery of the poor be caused not by the laws of nature, but by our institutions, great is our sin. ”
Source: Voyage of the Beagle
There is a pleasure in the pathless woods, There is a rapture on the lonely shore, There is society, where none intrudes, By the deep sea, and music in its roar: I love not man the less, but Nature more
The role of a writer is not to say what we can all say, but what we are unable to say.
Forget about others. You learn to be loving by your own nature, not because of somebody else or something else.
The true measure of any society can be found in how it treats its most vulnerable members