All I know is that I am not a Marxist.

In bourgeois society capital is independent and has individuality, while the living person is dependent and has no individuality.

Capital is money, capital is commodities. By virtue of it being value, it has acquired the occult ability to add value to itself. It brings forth living offspring, or, at the least, lays golden eggs.

Society is undergoing a silent revolution, which must be submitted to, and which takes no more notice of the human existences it breaks down than an earthquake regards the houses it subverts. The classes and the races, too weak to master the new conditions of life, must give way.

If the labourer consumes his disposable time for himself, he robs the capitalist.

Every emancipation is a restoration of the human world and of human relationships to a man himself.

The entire so-called history of the world is nothing but the creation of man through human labor.