“The greater part of what my neighbors call good I believe in my soul to be bad, and if I repent of anything, it is very likely to be my good behavior. What demon possessed me that I behaved so well? You may say the wisest thing you can old man — you who have lived seventy years, not without honor of a kind — I hear an irresistible voice which invites me away from all of that. One generation abandons the enterprises of another like stranded vessels.”
— Henry David Thoreau, Walden, 1854 (p.5).