Gore Vidal, Myra Breckinridge

“But then it is our peculiar fate to destroy or change all things we touch since [...] we are the constant and compulsive killers of life, the mad dogs of creation, and our triumphant viral progress can only end in a burst of cleansing solar fire, either simulated by us or thrust upon us by the self-protective mechanism of a creation that cannot for long endure too many violent anti-bodies within its harmonious system.”