"There's the symbol of it all. The fly soars through the air, young and happy; it's seeking springtime, open air and freedom. But it flies into the fateful web and the spider comes out, the hideous spider! Poor little dancer! Poor predestined fly! Don't interfere, Master Jacques. It's fate!... Alas, Claude, you're that fly - and the spider too! You were flying toward knowledge, light and sunshine; you thought only of reaching the open air, the dazzling light of eternal truth. But, blind fly, senseless doctor, in your flight toward that shining window which opens onto that other world, that world of clarity, intelligence and knowledge, you didn't see the subtle spider's web spread by fate between you and the light! You rushed into it, wretched madman, and now you're struggling against it with your head crushed and your wings broken! Don't interfere, Master Jacques, don't interfere!"
- Dom Claude Frollo, The Hunchback of Notre Dame by Victor Hugo
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