Old people die not because no one cared for them but because someone they expected care from did not bother.

Seeking what is true is not seeking what is desirable.

If we believe in nothing, if nothing has any meaning and if we can affirm no values whatsoever, then everything is possible and nothing has any importance.

What is the point of our lives? There isn’t any. I can’t seem to decide how much horror and how much joy lies within that simple truth, but I know it is both of those...

All creation necessarily ends in this: Creators, powerless, fleeing from the things they have wrought.

I mistrust all systematizers and avoid them. the will to a system is a lack of integrity.

Dan je….samo bijela hartija, na kojoj se sve biljezi i ispisuje….a racun se placa nocu..na velikim, mracnim poljima nesanice.Ali tu se sve rijesava i brise…konacno i nepovratno..Svaka preboljena patnja,nestaje tu kao rijeka ponornicaili sagori bez...

Il n’y a de réalité que dans l’action.(There is no reality except in action.)

But now the world breaks in on us, the world is shocked, the world looks upon our idyll as madness. The world maintains that no rational man or woman would have chosen this way of...

စင္စစ္ေတာ့လည္း တစ္ဦး၏အတြင္းစိတ္ကို တစ္ဦးသိႏိုင္ေအာင္သာ လူခပ္သိမ္းတို႔အား ဘယ္လူမ်ိဳး၏ ဘုရားျဖစ္ျဖစ္ တစ္ဆူေသာဘုရားက ဖန္တီးခဲ့မည္ဆိုလၽွင္ ဒီကမၻာၾကီး၏ အရွုပ္အေထြးမ်ားမွာ အနည္းႏွင့္အမ်ားေတာ့ ေျပလည္စရာအေၾကာင္း ရွိေပဦးမည္။

As Socrates so philosophically put it, since we don’t know what death is, it is illogical to fear it.

What emerges from these separate strands of (modern) history is an image of man himself that bears a new, stark, more nearly naked, and more questionable aspect. The contraction of man’s horizons amounts to a...

A Christian is supposed to be in the world, and yet not of the world–a Both/And as perplexing and demanding as the Either/Or that precedes the life of faith. I’m at once a pure, beautiful,...

People are ignorant of what any street clock knows. Why? Because the crack that cleaves existence also swallows their existence-reflecting consciousnesses. Thrown back into existence, the poor souls don’t suspect that a moment ago they...

I have to admit it humbly, mon cher compatriote, I was always bursting with vanity. I, I, I is the refrain of my whole life, which could be heard in everything I said. I could...

Man is born unto the trouble as the sparks fly upwards.’ In other words suffering is germane to our existence; indeed, how without it, should we be able to ‘fly upwards

Someone’s got to do some more research, but I would really like to know: when a CBT therapist really gets distressed, who does he go see?

Apa yang anda butuhkan semuanya sudah tersedia.

dalam keramahan tidak ada kebencian terhadap manusia–inilah mengapa begitu banyak hal yang menjijikkan

…just because someone is a loner, it doesn’t mean they’re alone. And just because someone is alone, it doesn’t mean they’re lonely.

Life has no meaning a priori… It is up to you to give it a meaning, and value is nothing but the meaning that you choose.

When he told F. of his disgust at the eyelid’s movement, he must have been sixteen. When he decided to study medicine, he must have been nineteen; by then, having already signed on to the...

A person is what he says and does; that’s how you learn whether his reputation was earned or manufactured.

His face was neither handsome nor anything else. It just was.

How fragile we are under the sheltering sky. Behind the sheltering sky is a vast dark universe, and we’re just so small.

So we must run back and forth between these two suns in our firmament—the presentiment of death and awareness of life—and avoid being transfixed by either of them. If we are lucky in this uncertain...

In the face of the obscene, explicit malice of the jungle, which lacks only dinosaurs as punctuation, I feel like a half-finished, poorly expressed sentence in a cheap novel.

At that time, I often thought that if I had had to live in the trunk of a dead tree, with nothing to do but look up at the sky flowing overhead, little by little...

At this stage of the game, I don’t have the time for patience and tolerance. Ten years ago, even five years ago, I would have listened to people ask their questions, explained to them, mollified...

We stand on a mountain pass in the midst of whirling snow and blinding mist, through which we get glimpses now and then of paths which may be deceptive. If we stand still we shall...

if we possess a why of life we can put up with almost any how.

kesombongan kita paling tahan terhadap rasa sakit saat diri kita terluka

To him, they looked like shadows that his wife had left behind. Size 7 shadows of his wife hung there in long rows, layer upon layer, as if someone had gathered and hung up samples...

Superfluity was the only relationship I could establish between these trees, these hedges, these paths. Vainly I strove to compute the number of the chestnut trees, or their distance from the Velleda, or their height...

The course of the Rhine below Mainz becomes much more picturesque. The river descends rapidly and winds between hills, not high, but steep, and of beautiful forms. We saw many ruined castles standing on the...

The mutilation of the savage has its tragic survival in the self-denial that mars our lives.

I should like to be the landscape which I am contemplating, I should like this sky, this quiet water to think themselves within me, that it might be I whom they express in flesh and...

One thought-murder a day keeps the psychiatrist away.

It is good to pray even if you do not believe in God.

Au milieu de l’hiver, j’ai découvert en moi un invincible été.

I knew a man who gave twenty years of his life to a scatterbrained woman, sacrificing everything to her, his friendships, his work, the very respectability of his life and who one evening recognized that...

When a lack of white blood cells exposes the horizon of being, one has to make a choice. To cloister yourself away in a germ-free environment, alive but alone, or to embrace the woman you...

It is only through us that God lives. When we abandon him, he dies.

No one is accountable for existing at all, or for being constituted as he is, or for living in the circumstances and surroundings in which he lives. The fatality of his nature cannot be disentangled...

One’s own free unfettered choice, one’s own caprice, however wild it may be, one’s own fancy worked up at times to frenzy — is that very “most advantageous advantage” which we have overlooked, which comes...

He was free, free in every way, free to behave like a fool or a machine, free to accept, free to refuse, free to equivocate; to marry, to give up the game, to drag this...

A shaft of sweetness shoots through me from top to toe when the sun rises; I shoulder my gun in silent exaltation.

တြယ္ျငိခ်င္လွ်င္ နာက်င္တတ္ေသာ ရုပ္ကို မရွာေလႏွင့္၊ အာရံုကို နားမလည္သည့္ စိမ္းျမေသာအေၾကာရွိသည့္ သစ္ပင္ပန္းရြက္၌သာ နားခိုပါေခ်။

Live with the consequences of your deeds and enjoy the warmth they create. The only warmth in the cold, indifferent universe is that which we create ourselves. And that is what a work of art...

Therefore, it is we who are responsible for much of the evil in the world; and we are each morally required to accept rather than project that ponderous responsibility-lest we prefer instead to wallow in...