A Way To Prevent War: Chapter 2 Not every man is thoroughly informed with regard to currency and banking, but every man knows whether he wants to be shot.
A Way To Prevent War: Chapter 1 To the working class of the world. The knife is at your throat, and the pistol is at your heart.
"No war shall curse this land... ...is the socialist demand." By: Upton Sinclair, Originally published Aug 15, 1914
The Jungle | #20 She did this because it was her nature—she asked no questions about the justice of it, nor the worthwhileness of life in which destruction and death ran riot.
The Jungle | #19 Jurgis went straight to the bar. "I've been in jail." he said, "and I've just got out. I walked home all the way, and I've not a cent, and had nothing to eat since this morning. And I've lot my home, and my wife's ill, and I'm done up."
The Jungle | #18 Jurgis could see all the truth now—could see himself, through the whole long course of events, the victim of ravenous vultures, that had torn into his vitals and devoured him
The Jungle | #17 There were hardened criminals and innocent men too poor to give bail; old men and boys literally not yet in their teens. They were the drainage of the great festering ulcer of society; they were hideous to look upon, sickening to talk to.
The Jungle | #16 So a barred door clanged upon Jurgis and he sat down on a bench and buried his face in his hands. He was alone; and he had the afternoon and all of the night to himself.
The Jungle | #15 But she did not hear him—she was still in the grip of the fiend. Jurgis could see her outstretched hands, shaking and twitching, roaming here and there over the bed at will, like living things