man in search of himself
He was a man in search of himself, a man not willing to follow the human race as it moved drearily on, a man who would not cease in his journey until he knew what truth and equality were. ... This unnamed man contends that technology, as a product of science, has become ugly by the process that produces it. ... As for the Romanticists, they wrote about how man has boundaries and endless possibilities. “Who,” Emerson asked, “ can set bounds to the possibilities of man? ... We as people are like the unnamed man in the book. ... We had some of the same problems as the unnamed man and as he worked them out we slowly began to work them out as well.