Perhaps it is not my way to read much, or diverse things: a reading room makes me sick. Nor is it my way to love much, or diverse things. Caution, even hostility against new books comes closer to my instincts than ‘tolerance,’ ‘largeur du coeur,‘ and other ‘neighbor love.'”
Friedrich Nietzsche, Ecce Homo, trans. Walter Kaufmann (1908; New York, Vintage, 1967), 243.