"You asked me why I quit
the Movement. I had a lot of good reasons. One was myself, and
another was my comrades, and the last was the breed of swine
called men in general. For myself, I was forced to admit, at the
end of thirty years' devotion to the Cause, that I was never made
for it. I was born condemned to be one of those who has to see
all sides of a question. When you're damned like that, the
questions multiply for you until in the end it's all question and
no answer. As history proves, to be a worldly success at
anything, especially revolution, you have to wear blinders like a
horse and see only straight in front of you. You have to see,
too, that this is all black, and that is all white. As for my
comrades in the Great Cause, I felt as Horace Walpole did about
England, that he could love it if it weren't for the people in
it. The material the ideal free society must be constructed from
is men themselves and you can't build a marble temple out of a
mixture of mud and manure. When man's soul isn't a sow's ear, it
will be time enough to dream of silk purses."
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