FAUST
Then to the moment could I say:
Linger you now, you are so fair!
Now records of my earthly day
No Flight of aeons can impair -
Foreknowledge comes, and fills me with such bliss,
I take my joy, my highest moment this.
MEPHISTOPHELES
A foolish word bygone.
How so then, gone?
Gone, to sheer Nothing, past with null made one!
What matters creative toil,
When, at a snatch, oblivion ends the coil?
"It is bygone"--How shall this riddle run?
As good as if things never had begun,
Yet circle back, existence to possess:
I'd rather have Eternal Emptiness.
meaningful life vs meaningless life