Quotes About Nihilism

However, the position of my books, and of post-modernism in general, which regards all representations, or maps, or models, as probabilistic and relative to their social context, Gross and Levitt dismissively call "perspectivism" (a good word in my estimation, so I cheerfully accept it). Gross and Levitt see perspectivism as an insidious threat to their One True Faith and a pathway downward to the bottomless abyss of nihilism.

Man has made a discovery ... the way to make life easy is to make it meaningless.

In other words, the square root of fuckall is fuckall.

God is dead, but considering the state the species man is in, there will perhaps be caves, for ages yet, in which his shadow will be shown.

Suicide attacks are the actions of losers who have nothing left to lose. In this case, Islam serves as a mask, a cover for desperation and nihilism, but not for religion.

The philosophy that prepares a revolution and the sentiment that underpins the philosophy have, in every case the two pillars of nihilism and mysticism.

Absolute equals nothingness.

From everything, nothing looks to nothing.

When you see everything you realise nothing means anything.

when you see everything, you realize that nothing means anything

Everything is the same, nothing is worthwhile, the world is senseless, knowledge strangles.

Life is meaningless, but worth living, provided you recognize it's meaningless.

What is life but an unpleasant interruption to a peaceful nonexistence.

By all evidence we are in the world to do nothing.

No matter which way we go, it is no better than any other. It is all the same whether you achieve something or not, have faith or not, just as it is all the same whether you cry or remain silent.

I'm simply an accident. Why take it all so seriously?

It doesn't mean a thing. Not a thing. Sometimes, in life, there is no meaning at all.

To put it aphoristically, no experience can feel meaningful to a nihilist—that is, to someone who has already decided that life is meaningless.

Sergeant Samuel Allen, Jr., a former college student who had led his own swing band in the palmy days of peace, tried to explain in a letter home the flinty nihilism that made young men at war seem so old when they contemplated the dead. "We have found that it is best to forget about those friends, not to talk about them," he wrote. "They don't even exist.

God is dead, God remains dead, and we have killed him.

Well, there's nothing hereafter. We are even madder than the fools who kill themselves for a woman. When the earth splits to pieces in space like a dry walnut, our works won't add one atom to its dust.

The horror is this: In the end, it is simply a picture of empty meaningless blackness. We are alone. There is nothing else.

Becketts work is an embarrassment to the Void.

We can regard our life as a uselessly disturbing episode in the blissful repose of nothingness.