Youth is to all the glad reason of life; but often only by what it hopes, not by what it attains, or what it escapes.
Terms ill defined, and forms misunderstood, And customs, when their reasons are unknown, Have stirred up many zealous souls To fight against imaginary giants.
...The purpose of man's life...is to become an abject zombie who serves a purpose he does not know, for reasons he is not to question.