'The living can't quit living because the world has turned terrible and people they love and need are killed. They can't because they don't. The light that shines in darkness and never goes out calls them on into life. It calls them back again into the great room. It calls them into their bodies and into their world, into whatever the world will require. It calls them into work and pleasure, goodness and beauty, and the company of their loved ones.'
Wendell Berry, Hannah Coulter, p.57.
