Quote by John Ruskin

The great cry that rises from all our manufacturing cities, louder than the furnace blast, is all in very deed for this -- that we manufacture everything there except men.


The great cry that rises from all our manufacturing cities,

Summary

This quote, often attributed to writer John Ruskin, highlights the profound imbalance of industrialization. It states that in the midst of booming manufacturing cities, the most pressing issue is not the production of goods, but rather the failure to foster the development and growth of individuals. It criticizes the dehumanizing aspects of industrialization, emphasizing the need for a focus on the cultivation of humanity and the nurturing of human potential amidst the rapid advancements of technology and capitalism.

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Industry
By John Ruskin
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