You go on. You just go on. There's nothing more to it, and there's no trick to make it easier. You just go on. - Lois McMaster Bujold

“Suffering bastard.”
“I thought you saw meaning in that sort of thing,” said Vorkosigan.
“In the abstract. Most days it’s just stumbling around in the dark with the rest of creation, smashing into things and wondering why it hurts.”

"Cecil flashed a grin. "Quite. Plus your rather irritating habit of treating your superior officers as your, ah..." Cecil paused, apparently groping again for just the right word.

"Equals?" Miles hazarded.

"Cattle," Cecil corrected judiciously."

When the time comes to leap in faith whether you have your eyes open or closed or scream all the way down or not makes no practical difference.