Scan­ning a copy of The Lost Art of Read­ing, by Ger­ald Stan­ley Lee. Google has already scanned one, but mine will be better.

When one con­sid­ers that it is a lit­eral, sci­en­tific, demon­stra­ble fact that there is not a sin­gle evil that can be named in mod­ern life, social, reli­gious, polit­i­cal, or indus­trial, which is not based on the nar­row­ness and blind­ness of classes of men toward one another, it is very hard to sit by and watch the mod­ern col­lege almost every­where, with its silent, deadly Thing-​​emphasis upon it, edu­cat­ing every man it can reach, into not know­ing other men, into not know­ing even himself.

and (test­ing Google Books and its txt-​​selection tool a bit):

The test of civil­i­sa­tion is what it produces—its man, if only because he pro­duces all else. If we have all made up our minds to allow the spe­cial­ist to set the pace for us, either to be spe­cial­ists our­selves or vul­garly to com­pete with spe­cial­ists for the right of liv­ing, or get­ting a liv­ing, there is going to be a crash some­time. Then a sense of empti­ness after the crash which will call us to our senses. The specialist’s view of the world log­i­cally nar­rows itself down to a race of nonen­ti­ties for noth­ings. And even if a thing is a thing, it is a noth­ing to a nonen­tity. And if it is the one busi­ness of the spe­cial­ist to obtain results, and we are all brow­beaten into being spe­cial­ists, but one result is going to be pos­si­ble. It is obvi­ous that the man who is will­ing to sac­ri­fice the most is going to have the most suc­cess in the race, crowd out and humil­i­ate or anni­hi­late the oth­ers. If this is to be the world, it is only men who are ready to die for noth­ing in order to cre­ate noth­ing who will be able to secure enough of noth­ing to rule it.…

Empha­sis not needed. But you can tell what sen­tence I would have bolded, maybe.