Good' did not triumph. 'Evil' did not triumph. The two resolved, destroyed each other and created new 'evils', new 'goods' which slew each other in their turn.
To keep the heart unwrinkled, to be hopeful, kindly, cheerful, reverent that is to triumph over old age.
For every moment of triumph, for every instance of beauty, many souls must be trampled.
The harder the conflict, the greater the triumph.
The only thing necessary for the triumph of evil is for good men to do nothing.
Coquetry, it's a triumph of the spirit over the senses.