Everybody should stick to the insanity that God has seen fit to curse him with.
Oh, what fun it would be", he thought, "if one didn't have to think about happiness.
What is there in common between life and chemistry; between good and evil and electrical charges, between a collection of cells and the consciousness of a caress?
When for whatever reason, men and women fail to transcend themselves by means of worship good works and spiritual exercises they are apt to resort to religion's chemical surrogates.
People are related to one another, not as total personalities, but as the embodiments of economic functions, or when they are not at work, as irresponsible seekers of entertainment. Subjected to this kind of life, individuals tend to feel lonely and insignificant. Their existence cases to have any point of meaning.
Industrial man—a sentient reciprocating engine having a fluctuating output, coupled to an iron wheel revolving with uniform velocity. And then we wonder why this should be the golden age of revolution and mental derangement.