I have faith in man groping to achieve understanding in logic and literature, in ethical science, in religion, and in justice. I have faith in man when he not only has faith in himself but the courage to assert his faith and the humility to respect another’s.
But there’s a time when I lack faith in man: man in war, man in the Mob, man with power riding herd over his fellow man, man in hate, man in ignorance, man the witless tool of propaganda, man without scruple, man in madness, man in slavery. Without institutions, man becomes only an anarchic unit in the universe, wavering between appetite and scruple to rationalize his primitive urges. Disorganized and afraid, a master soon arises to assert power over his mind and consign him to servitude and darkness.