I met the New Passion, then, as democracy, as political enlightenment and the humanitarianism of happiness. I understood its efforts to be toward the politicization of everything ethos; its aggressiveness and doctrinary intolerance consisted – I experienced them personally – in its denial and slander of every nonpolitical ethos. Mankind as humanitarian internationalism; reason and virtue as the radical republic; intellect as a thing between a Jacobin club and Freemasonry; art as social literature and maliciously seductive rhetoric in the service of social desirability ; here we have the New Passion in its purest political form as I saw it close up. I admit that this is a special, extremely romanticized form of it.
Reflections of a Non-Political Man [Betrachtungen eines Unpolitischen] (1918)