Ours is essentially a tragic age, so we refuse to take it tragically. The cataclysm has happened, we are among the ruins, we start to build up new little habitats, to have new little hope. It is rather hard work, there is now no smooth road into the future, but we go around or we scramble over the obstacles. We’ve got to live, no matter how many skies have fallen.
– D.H Lawrence
