The human race has travelled far since those bygone ages when men used to fashion their rude implements of flint, and lived on the precarious spoils of the chase, leaving to their children for their only heritage a shelter beneath the rocks, some poor utensils - and Nature, vast, ununderstood, and terrific, with whom they had to fight for their wretched existence.
—from The Conquest of Bread, a book by Peter Kropotkin
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