Man is born free, and everywhere he is in chains. One man thinks himself the master of others, but remains more of a slave than they are. - Jean-Jacques Rousseau

With the poet, it is gold and silver, but with the philosopher it is iron and corn, which have civilized men, and ruined mankind.

Yeryüzünde benim için her şey bitti. Burada bana artık ne iyilik edebilirler ne de kötülük. Ne umacağım ne de korkacağım bir şey kaldı bu dünyada; zavallı bahtsız bir ölümlü ve Tanrı kadar kaygısız, telaşsız olan ben, uçurumun en dibindeyim.

Civilised man is born and dies a slave. The infant is bound up in swaddling clothes, the corpse is nailed down in his coffin. All his life long man is imprisoned by our institutions.