Well, that's putting things under a perpetual gloom. I would actually prefer to paraphrase what has been mentioned more often: life goes on.
And much more than that: it thrives. It yearns for the light.
Sure, the sun may not always shine. And the darkness in our hearts will never really dissolve (And why would we want it to? Light and dark is just like sky and soil.).
But if we are patient enough to see through every lie – especially the ones we may not be as willing to admit, much less let go – life will find a way to fulfil itself.
And no, I do not mean to give in to every wile. Look up: you know what I mean.
What I mean by thrive is not to satisfy.
Neither is it to look for happiness, which by definition, flies.