If we have to have motors to help us fly, it’s no longer natural. People call it ‘progress,’ but there’s nothing progressive about walking with crutches. Soon we shall forget how to walk, too, if we don’t look out. It’s easy enough to see that things are already going that way. We’re losing all our powers. What have we got on the roads? Nothing but motor cars. Pedestrians are a rarity; the few that remain are objects of contempt. Before long they will have disappeared. But I want to go on being a man who walks on the road and a man who walks in the air. I want to walk on the grass, and I want to walk in the air as well: and for neither of them do I want any mechanical devices.
–Eugene Ionesco, “The Stroller in the Air” (Translated by John Russell)