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The living soul demands life, the soul won't obey the rules of

mechanics, the soul is an object of suspicion, the soul is

retrograde! But what they want though it smells of death and can

be made of India-rubber, at least is not alive, has no will, is

servile and won't revolt! And it comes in the end to their

reducing everything to the building of walls and the planning of

rooms and passages in a phalanstery! The phalanstery is ready,

indeed, but your human nature is not ready for the

phalanstery--it wants life, it hasn't completed its vital

process, it's too soon for the graveyard! You can't skip over

nature by logic. Logic presupposes three possibilities, but there

are millions! Cut away a million, and reduce it all to the

question of comfort! That's the easiest solution of the problem!

It's seductively clear and you musn't think about it. That's the

great thing, you mustn't think! The whole secret of life in two

pages of print!"