I May Not Have Been Sure About

This Absurd, Godless World Is, Then, Peopled With Men Who Think Clearly And Have Ceased To Hope. And I Have Not Yet Spoken Of The Most Absurd Character, Who Is The Creator.

There Is No Shame In Preferring Happiness.

The Harshest Winter Finds An Invincible Summer In Us.

There Is But One Freedom, To Put Oneself Right With Death. After That Everything Is Possible.

Life Is Meaningless, But Worth Living, Provided You Recognize It's Meaningless.