"And, at this very moment, there gleamed above his head, across a storm-rift, like a fatal lure within a deep abyss, a star or two.
Only too well he knew them for a trap. A man sees a few stars at the issue of a pit and climbs toward them, and then—never can he get down again but stays up there eternally, chewing the stars…
But such was his lust for light that he began to climb.”
Night Flight (1931)
Antoine de Saint-Exupery