Luna

“I have clung
To nothing, lov’d a nothing, nothing seen
Or felt but a great dream!”
― John Keats, Endymion: A Poetic Romance

“For a number of years he had lived, eaten, laughed, loved, hoped, like everyone else. And for him it was over, over for good. A life! A few days, and the nothing! You're born, you grow up, you're happy, you wait, then you die. Goodbye! Man or woman, you'll never return to this earth! And yet each of us bears within him the fierce, unrealizable longing for eternity, each of us is a kind of universe within the universe, and each of us soon vanishes completely into the dunghill of new organisms. Plants, animals, men, stars, worlds, everything quickens, then dies, in order to transform itself. And nothing ever returns, whether insect, man, or planet!”
― Guy de Maupassant, Bel-Ami

“The rose is without 'why'; it blooms simply because it blooms. It pays no attention to itself, nor does it ask whether anyone sees it. O Man, as long as you exist, know, have, and cherish, You have not been delivered, believe me, of your burden.”
― Angelus Silesius

“Essayez donc de vous dégager de tout ce qui vous enferme, faites cet effort surhumain de sortir vivant de votre corps, de vos intérêts, de vos pensées et de l’humanité tout entière, pour regarder ailleurs, et vous comprendrez combien ont peu d’importance les querelles des romantiques et des naturalistes, et la discussion du budget. »”
― Guy de Maupassant, Bel-Ami