Swedish taxes are high, and we don't get as much as we used to for them. And our schools aren't so good.
				Little girls and boys, barefooted, walked up and down between the endless rows of spindles, reaching thin little hands into the machinery to repair snapped threads.			
				
			The best, most beautiful, and most perfect way that we have of expressing a sweet concord of mind to each other is by music.			 
			

 
