Death is the sound of distant thunder at a picnic.
W. H. AudenRead
One cannot walk through an assembly factory and not feel that one is in Hell.
Interpretation
The quote reflects the dehumanizing and oppressive nature of industrial work environments.
W. H. Auden's quote suggests that the experience of walking through an assembly factory is so bleak and mechanical that it evokes feelings of being in hell. It speaks to the harsh realities of industrial life, where individuals may feel reduced to mere cogs in a machine, highlighting issues of toil, alienation, and the loss of personal identity in a production-driven society.
In practice
This quote can be used in a discussion about labor rights and working conditions.
Death is the sound of distant thunder at a picnic.
That the speech of self-disclosure should be translatable seems to me very odd, but I am convinced that it is. The conclusion that I draw is that the only quality which all human being without exception possess is uniqueness: any characteristic, on the other hand, which one individual can be recognized as having in common with another, like red hair or the English language, implies the existence of other individual qualities which this classification excludes.
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Money poisons you when you've got it, and starves you when you haven't.
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