A storm of distaste was working up inside him and he did not know against what to direct it., he felt unspeakably oppressed: he had swallowed an unknown drug: he had disturbed his life to its foundations, and couldn’t tell what would crumble.
His mind had cleared and he felt he was against the whole world.
They played for the sake of each other and of their fragile relationship- if one fell the other would follow.
They intended no harm to the world but so long as it attacked they must punish, they must stand wary then hit with full strength, they must show that when two are gathered together majorities shall not triumph.

E. M. Forster