'And while the father's vigor was progressively dwindling, In return, Gerald felt an increasing sense of being at his mercy. After all, his father had always embodied life for him. As long as his father lived, Gerald wasn't in charge of the world. But now, because his father was dying, Gerald suddenly felt at his mercy and unprepared for the storm of life, like the mutinous first mate of a ship, that has lost its captain and is now faced with terrible chaos. He had inherited no binding order and no life plan. The whole idea of a united humanity seemed to die with his father, the integrating power, that held it all together, seemed to be breaking up with his father, the parts were close, to burst in a terrible dissolution.’
(D.H. Lawrence, loving women, Kap. 17, the industrial tycoon)