Every person’s true calling was only to arrive at himself. He might end up a poet or a madman, a prophet or a criminal — that was no concern of his; in the end it was meaningless. His concern was to find his own fate, not a random one, and to live it out, full and complete. Everything else was a half-measure, escapism, fleeing back into the ideal of the masses — conformity and fear of what was inside yourself.
–Demian, Hermann Hesse