Every epoch is a sphinx
by practicalspactical
Heinrich Heine, who wrote in an 1833 work on the German Romantic period that “every epoch is a sphinx which plunges into the abyss as soon as its problem is solved.”
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The influence of gaslight or electric light on the growth of paraheliotropic trees 
Obvious question being, what is the question our own period demands that the swimming myriads are compelled to swim upstream to answer —
perhaps just that, the anomie and valuelessness of a life in which there is no personal god, no afterlife, no history, and just the ever-increasing denominator on the ratio of you to the rest of humanity and the increasing dwindling and smallness of the individual human life & even as the law of large numbers means there are ever more number of weird and strange and horrible cases.