Give me the life of the boy whose mother is nurse, seamstress, washerwoman, cook, teacher, angel, and saint, all in one, and whose father is guide, exemplar, and friend. No servants to come between. These are the boys who are born to the best fortune.
Upon the sacredness of property civilization itself depends-the right of the laborer to his hundred dollars in the savings bank, and equally the legal right of the millionaire to his millions.
Interpretation
What this quote means
The quote emphasizes the importance of property rights for both the laborer and the wealthy, as foundational to civilization.
Andrew Carnegie's quote underscores the essential role that property rights play in maintaining the structure of civilization. By asserting that both the modest savings of a laborer and the vast wealth of a millionaire are equally sacred, Carnegie highlights the significance of legal rights to ownership as crucial for societal stability and progress. This perspective advocates for a system where all individuals, regardless of their economic standing, are afforded the same respect for their property.
Themes
In practice
Example use cases
In a speech about economic fairness, one could use this quote to illustrate the essential nature of property rights.
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