The religious superstition is encouraged by means of the institution of churches, processions, monuments, festivities....The so-called clergy stupefy the masses....They befog the people and keep them in an eternal condition of stupefaction.

So he lived, not knowing and not seeing any chance of knowing what he was and for what purpose he had been placed in the word.

... a man has to think of his soul before everything else.

It's not so much that he can't fall in love, but he has not the weakness necessary.

Joy can only be real if people look upon their life as a service and have a definite object in life outside themselves and their personal happiness.

And for him, who lived in a certain circle, and who required some mental activity such as usually develops with maturity, having views was as necessary as having a hat.

Music makes me forget myself, my true condition, it carries me off into another state of being, one that isn't my own.