I feel the only thing you can do about life is to preserve it, by art if you're an artist, by children if you're not.
Philip LarkinThe way the moon dashes through clouds that blow Loosely as cannon-smoke... Is a reminder of the strength and pain Of being young; that it can't come again, But is for others undiminished somewhere.
Philip LarkinWhat are days for? Days are where we live. They come, they wake us Time and time over. Theyare to be happy in: Where can we live but days?
Philip Larkin