The man who writes about himself and his own time is the only man who writes about all people and all time.

We shall not cease from exploration
And the end of all our exploring
Will be to arrive where we started
And know the place for the first time.
Through the unknown, unremembered gate
When the last of earth left to discover
Is that which was the beginning...

(Little Gidding, Four Quartets)

You stole that from Tolkein. Use your own ideas.

(Fire and Hemlock)