Itβs a poem by Stephen Crane, but so short Iβm often reminded of it in full:
A man said to the universe:
βSir, I exist!β
βHowever,β replied the universe,
βThe fact has not created in me
A sense of obligation.β
It sounds nihilistic, but itβs somehow calming whenever I start to feel like Iβve been wronged or Iβm owed a break of some sort.