To be watchful, I decided, was my business. And I could not get rid of the feeling that I might soon have cause for all my vigilance. - John Buchan

In a tangle of duties a man must seize the solitary clear one...

Buchan, John. Salute to Adventurers (p. 172). Kindle Edition.

bloated industrials, who were piling up fortunes abroad while they were wrecking their country at home.

I am nothing — a will-o'-the-wisp at your service — a clod of vivified dust whom its progenitors christened Amos Midwinter. I have no possession but my name, and no calling but that of philosopher. Naked I came from the earth, and naked I will return to it.