...e il naufragar m'è dolce in questo mare... (G. Leopardi)
Se la nostra vita fosse senza fine e senza dolore, forse non verrebbe in mente a nessuno di chiedersi perché il mondo esista e perché sia fatto così com'è fatto. (Schopenauer) 
Il saggio affronterà gli eventi, quali che siano, e saprà accettarli: egli conta solo sul presente, che cerca di cogliere come se ogni giorno della sua vita fosse l'ultimo. (Epicuro)
And here we wander in illusions. (Shakespeare)
La vie est la farce à mener par tous (Arthur Rimbaud)
Je parais en effet ce que je ne suis pas (D'Ouville)
There’s a place for us
Somewhere a place for us
Peace and quiet and open air
Wait for us Somewhere
There’s a time for us Some day a time for us
Time together With time to spare
Time to look Time to care Someday Somewhere
We’ll find a new way of living
We’ll find a way of forgiving
Somewhere
There’s a place for us A time and place for us
Hold my hand And we’re halfway there
Hold my hand And I’ll take you there
Somehow Someday Somewhere (West Side Story)
Here we are
Stuck by this river, You and I Underneath a sky that’s ever falling down, down, down Ever falling down.
Through the day As if on an ocean Waiting here,
Always failing to remember why we came, came, came:
I wonder why we came.
You talk to me as if from a distance And I reply
With impressions chosen from another time, time, time,
From another time. (Brian Eno)
A man makes a picture, a moving picture
through the light projected, he can see himself up close.
A man captures colour, a man likes to stare.
He turns his money into light to look for her.
And I feel like I’m drifting, drifting, drifting from the shore.
And I feel like I’m swimming out to her.
Midnight is where the day begins.(U2)