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Robinson Jeffers - The TrapRobinson Jeffers - The Trap
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I am not well civilized, really alien here: trust me not. I can understand the guns and the airplanes, The other conveniences leave me cold. "We must adjust our economics to the new abundance . Of what? Toys: motors, music-boxes, Paper, fine clothes, leisure, diversion. I honestly believe (but really an alien here: trust me not) Blind war, compared to this kind of life, Has nobility, famine has dignity. Be happy, adjust your economics to the new abundance; One is neither saint nor devil, to wish The intolerable nobler alternative.
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