This is the world out of which grows the hope, for the first time in history, of a society where there will be freedom from want and freedom from fear. Our very anxiety is born of our knowledge of what is now possible for each and for all. The number of people who consult psychiatrists today is not, as is sometimes felt, a symptom of increasing mental ill health, but rather the precursor of a world in which the hope of genuine mental health will be open to everyone, a world in which no individual feels that he needs be hopelessly broken-hearted, a failure, a menace to others or a traitor to himself. But if our anxieties are actually signs of hope, why is there such a voice of discontent abroad in the land? I think this comes perhaps because our anxiety exists with accompanying recognition of the tragedy which will always be inherent in human life, however well we build our world. We may banish hunger, violence and secret police, we cannot—as we have tried to do—banish death itself.