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. - Karl Marx

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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.

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About Karl Marx

Karl Heinrich Marx (5 May 1818 – 14 March 1883) was a German political philosopher, economist, historian, sociologist, journalist and revolutionary socialist. Marx's work in economics laid the basis for labor theory of value, and has influenced much of subsequent economic thought. He published many works during his lifetime, including The Communist Manifesto (1848) and the first volume of Das Kapital (1867), the two later volumes being completed by his collaborator Friedrich Engels.

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Pen Names: Glückskind
Alternative Names: Karl Heinrich Marx Karl H. Marx Marx

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