Sue Moon

“My father had taught me - mostly by example - that if a man wanted to be in charge of his life, he had to be in charge of his problems.”
― Stephen King, Joyland

“And all the insects ceased in honor of the moon.”
― Jack Kerouac, Lonesome Traveler

“If you have a problem with the Moon in the sky and you are unhappy, change yourself, because the Moon won’t change!”
― Mehmet Murat ildan

“The moon rose up that evening and shot her silver arrows at the house under the artu tree. The house was empty. Then the moon came across the sea and across the reef. She lit the lagoon to it's dark, dim heart. She lit the coral brains and sand spaces, and the fish casting their shadows on the sand and the coral. The keeper of the lagoon rose to greet her, and the fin of him broke her reflection on the mirror-like surface into a thousand glittering ripples. She saw the white staring ribs of the form on the reef. Then, peeping over the trees, she looked down into the valley, where the great stone idol had kept it's solitary vigil for five thousand years, perhaps, and more.

At this base, in his shadow, looking as if under his protection, lay two human beings, naked, clasped in each other's arms and fast asleep. One could scarcely pity his vigil, had it been marked sometimes through the years by such an incident as this. The thing had been conducted just as the birds conduct their love affairs. An affair absolutely natural, absolutely blameless and without sin. A marriage according to Nature, without feasts or guests, consummated with accidental cynicism under the shadow of a religion a thousand years dead.”
― Henry de Vere Stacpoole, The Blue Lagoon