"Why has man created this schizophrenic state of mind? It is not without reason. It is the device of those who want to dominate you, those who want to exploit you, those who want you to remain enslaved forever. A man who is whole cannot be oppressed, cannot be exploited and cannot be reduced to a slave. And there are people whose only ambition is for power; power seems to be their only cause for living.

"Friedrich Nietzsche died in a madhouse. It is an unfortunate thing: while doctors were declaring him mad, priests were declaring him mad, his own friends and family were declaring him mad, he was writing his greatest book – in the madhouse. The name of the book is The Will to Power.

"Looking at the book and its greatness, anyone can see that all those people who forced him into the madhouse were simply trying to get rid of someone whose every word was an arrow. They were not able to bear the height of his being. They wanted him to be completely forgotten and ignored. Certainly he was not mad; otherwise the greatest book of his life could not have been written in the madhouse. He himself never saw the book published – it was published posthumously.

"I have looked into all his works. It seems in The Will to Power he has put together everything that was scattered in the many books of his writings. Each statement is so pregnant that it is impossible for a madman to have written it. It is so logical, so profound, that if you are ready to read it without any prejudice, you will be amazed that one of the best books in the world was written by a madman, in a madhouse.

"His only fault was that he was not obedient to the society or its out-of-date disciplines, rotten rules. His crime was simply that he was an individual in his own right – and slaves cannot tolerate a man who knows freedom, and lives freedom. His actions and his words are out of freedom, but the slaves feel irritated, annoyed, because they cannot even understand what he is saying. He is shouting from a hilltop to the people who are creeping in the dark valleys of their so-called comfort."