How could I not be reminded of one of my favorite Robert Frost poems, Fire and Ice:

     Some say the world will end in fire.                    

     Some say in ice.                                   

     From what I’ve tasted of desire

     I hold with those who favor fire.                    

     But if it had to perish twice                    

     I think I know enough of hate                    

     To say that for destruction ice                     

     Is also great                    

     And would suffice.