self pleasant to do: and which should be done under such conditions as would make it neither over-wearisome nor over-anxious.
Turn that claim about as I may, think of it as long as I can, I cannot find that it is an exorbitant claim; yet again I say if Society would or could admit it, the face of the world would be changed; discontent and strife and dishonesty would be ended. To feel that we were doing work useful to others and pleasant to ourselves, and that such work and its due reward could not fail us! What serious harm could happen to us then? And the price to be paid for so making the world happy is Revolution."[1]
Are they willing to pay the price? Nora paid the price for her freedom and paid it in full.
She took nothing from strangers.
If they are unwilling to pay the price, what is there left for them save the joyless sensuality and black despair of pessimism?
- ↑ From "Art and Socialism," a pamphlet that is now rare.
