All things are delicately interconnected.
When my daughter was young, she thought all electronic signs were mine.
What urge will save us now that sex won't?
A sense of timing is the mark of a genius.
The desperate things seem to require attention, the lovely things seem to elicit celebration. If I had to choose, I would go to the awful in the hope that doing something could yield a happier result.
Anger or hate can be a useful motivating force