“Everything goes away, Jack Sawyer, like the moon. Everything comes back, like the moon.”

“Once in a blue moon someone like you comes along.”

“Not everything that goes around comes back around, you know.”

“Oh, Mexico.
It sounds so sweet with the sun sinking low.
Moon's so bright like to light up the night,
Make everything all right.”

“It all goes away. Eventually, everything goes away.”

“Nothing is absolute. Everything changes, everything moves, everything revolves, everything flies and goes away.”

“We all shine on… like the moon and the stars and the sun… we all shine on… come on and on and on…”

“I try to catch at many a tune
Like petals of light fallen from the moon,
Broken and bright on a dark lagoon,But they float away — for who can hold
Youth, or perfume or the moon's gold?”

“Once, my back wedded to the solid cliff,
I sat silently, bathed in the full moon's light. I counted there ten thousand shapes,
None with substance save the moon's own glow. The pristine mind is empty as the moon,
I thought, and like the moon, freely shines. By what I knew of moon I knew the mind,
Each mirror to each, profound as stone.”

“I’m still blown away by how desolate Iceland can be, how deserted it is, it’s very often like living on the moon.”