I recall reading an auto-biographical note by the superb humorist, Spike Milligan, recalling, in World War 2, as a UK soldier being in an open caboose on a train at the top of a high mountain in the Middle East when the train driver was shot and the train rolled fast backwards down the steep incline into a steep murderous valley whilst he was being shot at by the Enemy. His comment: "Roll on, brave new bloody world, roll on". Now, I have used this comment a few times in my life at various intersections. The important thing was that , although he had a great sense of humour about life on earth, he, following this event, through surviving it, developed an even better one.