What the world does to you, if the world does it to you long enough and effectively enough, you begin to do to yourself.
“The body is imaginary, and we bow to the tyranny of a phantom. Love is a privilege perception, the most total and lucid not only of the unreality of the world but of our own unreality: not only do we traverse a realm of shadows; but ourselves are shadows.”
Adolfo Bioy Casares