Occasionally you find something profound in the most unlikely place. While reading Wyndham’s The Outward Urge, one of his characters explains why there’s no peace in the world with poignant accuracy:

We are here because the quintessential quality of our age is that of dreams coming true. Just think of it. For centuries we have dreamt of flying; recently we made that come true: we have always hankered for speed; now we have speeds greater than we can stand: we wanted to speak to far parts of the Earth; we can: we wanted to explore the sea bottom; we have: and so on, and so on: and, too, we wanted the power to smash our enemies utterly; we have it. If we had truly wanted peace, we should have had that as well. But true peace has never been one of the genuine dreams – we have got little further than preaching against war in order to appease our consciences.