Capital is reckless of the health or length of life of the laborer, unless under compulsion from society.

He who before was the money owner, now strides in front as capitalist; the possessor of labor-power follows as his laborer. The one with an air of importance, smirking, intent on business; the other hesitant, like one who is bringing his own hide to market and has nothing to expect but a hiding.

Be aware that the reward for labour, and quantity of labour, are quite disparate things.

In proportion as capital accumulates, the lot of the laborer, be his payment high or low, must grow worse.

The circulation of capital realizes value , while living labour creates value.

Wherever the want of clothing forced them to it, the human race made clothes for thousands of years, without a single man becoming a tailor.