A definite purpose, like blinders on a horse, inevitably narrows its possessor's point of view.
Robert FrostA voice said, Look me in the stars And tell me truly, men of earth, If all the soul-and-body scars Were not too much to pay for birth.
Robert FrostUnless I'm wrong I but obey The urge of a song: I'm-bound-away! And I may return If dissatisfied With what I learn From having died.
Robert Frost