In removing from the dulled brains the prejudices of ignorance, and the superstitions of the slave, he had only succeeded in making them daring for evil.
Selfishness was the only passion vibrating in them.

They had only learnt that they were wretched and ought not to be so.

The fate of their companions in misfortune, of the greater part of humanity, wretched and sad, had no interest for them.

If they could get out of their present state, bettering themselves in whatever way they could, they cared very little if the world went on just as it did before; that tears, and pain and hunger should reign below, in order to ensure the comfort of those above.

He had sown his thoughts in them hoping to accelerate the harvest, but like all those forced and artificial cultivations, that grow with astonishing rapidity only to give rotten fruit, the result of his propaganda was moral corruption.