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 that. One generation abandons the enterprises of another like stranded vessels.
—Henry David Thoreau. “Economy.” Walden; or, Life in the Woods.