“The lamps are going out all over Europe, we shall not see them lit again in our lifetime.”
Those were the immortal words spoken by the then Foreign Secretary, Sir Edward Grey, a hundred years ago this week as Britain entered the First World War.
On Monday night, exactly 100 years on, the lights went out in Worksop again, this time in a fitting act of remembrance.
Hundreds of people gathered in the town centre for a candlelit vigil to mark the centenary of the start of the bloodiest of wars.
The people who attended the Lights Out event were of all different ages, came from all walks of life.
But they were united by the need to remember and reflect upon the events that took place between 1914 and 1918.
What happened during the course of those four horrible years can never be forgotten. The millions who sacrificed their lives in the trenches can never be forgotten.
I spent a large part of Monday watching coverage of the various remembrance events on the TV.
No one watching these services could fail to be moved.
There we readings from letters and poems written by those who had been on the front line, there was archive footage of the complete devastation on the Western Front, and moving, humbling interviews with those who had fought in the conflict and lived to tell the tale.
These stories need to be retold. Again and again. They need to be passed from generation to generation.
To not do that would be to fail the brave fallen.
The people of Worksop did themselves proud on Monday night.
It is that sort of spirit which we need to guarantee the lamps never go out again.