There is an urge within us, at once both imbecilic and ingenious.

Imbecilic, because it will not look beyond its mudhole and move on.

Ingenious, because to defend its muddy fortress it will summon circumstance, DNA, unfit parents, incompetent teachers, society, evolution, creation, low self-esteem—a myriad of excuses to avoid making one step ahead.

Every excuse but the real one: its instinctive obstinacy to remain in the mudhole it knows so well.