" To how few people a premonition of what is going to happen to them, either of sweet or sour, is vouchsafed! Is it a blessing or a curse? A blessing, I suppose, on the principle of “whatever is, is right”[376]—-a blessing even apart from that doctrine, I think. Would the delight of gloating over the coming birth of one’s new pleasures overbalance, even compensate, the aching, stinging pain that the forecast shadows of one’s many griefs would cause one? "

― Rhoda Broughton , Not Wisely, But Too Well