" So maybe it wasn’t even true that I could choose to share in the world’s future. It wasn’t a matter of simple nostalgia. For a long time, for many people and certainly for me, the past had taken the future’s place, as any hope or sense of forward progress had dried up and disappeared. But now, as I aged, more and more the past had taken over the present also, because the past was all we had. "

― Paul Park , All Those Vanished Engines