Still Haven't Found What I'm Looking For

I found this quote a striking testament to the emptiness of humanism. I don't know where Forster was philosophically, but the quote remains interesting. We were made to worship God and love men.

And he felt dubious and discontented suddenly, and wondered whether he was really and truly successful as a human being. After forty years' experience,  he had learnt to manage his life and make the bes t of it on advanced European lines, and developed his personality, explored his limitations, controlled his passions--and done it all without becoming either pedantic or worldly. A creditable achievement, but as the moment passed, he felt he ought to have been working at something else the whole time,--he didn't know at what, never would know, never could know, and that was why he felt sad.
--E. M. Forster, A Passage to India