The fingers of the attacker feel what will soon belong to his whole body. - Elias Canetti

The fluid boundary between individuals and types is a true concern of the real writer.

I was never drawn to experiment with language; I take note of such experiments, but avoid them in my own writing. The reason is that the substance of life claims me completely. To indulge in linguistic experiments is to ignore the greater part of this substance, leaving all but a tiny portion untouched and unused, as if a musician were to ceaselessly play an instrument with his little finger only.

¿No soy yo como esos mendigos, no grito sin cesar «¡Muerte!» en vez de «¡Alá!», no soy también un santo ciego de la repetición?
Sólo nos asusta la repetición de los otros, en la propia nos acomodamos.