There are always miracles. There is always hope. If you deny miracles and hope, you’re playing God […]. If I can’t shoot par, I won’t pick up a golf club. Wrong. You stick by what you believe, and go on doing what you can in your own clumsy, imperfect way, trying to hack out heaven by next Tuesday, even though practical people […] are sure it can’t be done. And damned if you don’t make some progress now and then.

— Naked to the Stars by Gordon R. Dickson (Page 152 - 153)