Quotes About Meaninglessness

Fear is our shared lovelessness, our individual and collective hells. It's a world that seems to press on us from within and without, giving constant false testimony to the meaninglessness of love.

Se, all'improvviso, sentissimo che stiamo per morire e ci domandassimo: quale traccia lasceremo del nostro passaggio per questo canile?, la risposta corretta sarebbe: nessuna, non abbiamo fatto niente se non parlare per conto di altri. Che cosa significherebbe, altrimenti, aver tradotto milioni di parole d cui non ne ricordiamo neppure una, perchè nessuna meritava di essere ricordata?

I stick my finger into existence and it smells of nothing.

No se hallaba seguro de nada y eso era lo suyo: la reacción de su insignificancia ante lo imposible. No le agradaba explicarlo. No podía ni sabía.

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

Nothing more to pursue, except the pursuit of nothing.

Am avut mereu aceeasi obsesie, pe tema inutilit??ii si a mor?ii, celelalte probleme n-au nicio importan??.

You kill yourself only if, in some respects, you have always been outside of it all.

If just once you were depressed for no reason, you have been so all your life without knowing

Când ai înÈ›eles c? nimic nu este, c? lucrurile nu merit? nici m?car statutul de aparenÈ›e, nu mai ai nevoie s? fii mântuit, eÈ™ti mântuit, È™i nefericit pe vecie.

I have never had a goal, I have sought out no result. I think that there cannot be, in general just as well as for ourselves, neither goal nor result. Everything isn't without meaning - the word slightly puts me off- but without necessity.

The moments follow each other; nothing lends them the illusion of a content or the appearance of a meaning; they pass; their course is not ours; we contemplate that passage, prisoners of a stupid perception. The heart's void confronting time's: two mirrors, reflecting each other's absence, one and the same image of nullity…

Life is legalized, consecrated absurdity.

Ennui is the martyrdom of those who live and die for no belief.

And indeed nothing had happened, a momentous nothing, just another of the great world's shrugs of indifference.

Lo más característico de la vida moderna no era su crueldad ni su inseguridad, sino sencillamente su vaciedad, su absoluta falta de contenido.

You will have to get used to living without results and without hope. You will work for a while, you will be caught, you will confess, and then you will die. Those are the only results you will ever see. There is no possibility that any perceptible change will happen within our lifetime. We are the dead. Our only true life is in the future. We shall take part in it as handfuls of dust and splinters of bone. But how far away that future may be, there is no knowing.

Kay?ts?zl?k iÅŸe yatamaz. Ä°steyebilir ya da istemeyebilirsin, ne fark eder! Bir parti tilt oynamak ya da oynamamak; nas?l olsa biri ayg?t?n deliÄŸine bir yirmibeÅŸlik atacak. Her gün ayn? yemeÄŸi yemekle kararl? bir hareket yapt???n? sanabilirsin. Ne var ki reddediÅŸin iÅŸe yaramaz. Yans?zl???n hiçbir anlam ta??maz. Cans?zl???n öfken kadar abes.

Wie soll man in einer Welt leben in der einem alles und alles gleichgültig oder zum Ekel ist?

Sarah Harrell There is no use there is no use at all in smell, in taste, in teeth, in toast, in anything, there is no use at all and the respect is mutual.

Perhaps it was Rudy who kept her sane, with the stupidity of his talk, his lemon-soaked hair, and his cockiness. He seemed to resonate with a kind of confidence that life was still nothing but a joke - an endless succession of soccer goals, trickery, and a constant repertoire of meaningless chatter.

read so much about the grieving process over the past month. Devoured articles on the Internet, ordered books. All of them were clear that there was no timeline for grief. They were specific about symptoms of grief—the sensations of choking, shortness of breath, feelings of emptiness, endless crying. But nothing warned her that when she wasn't experiencing those symptoms of anguish, all that was left was a sense of meaninglessness. A great, vast gray space of nothingness. Limbo.

They were specific about symptoms of grief—the sensations of choking, shortness of breath, feelings of emptiness, endless crying. But nothing warned her that when she wasn't experiencing those symptoms of anguish, all that was left was a sense of meaninglessness. A great, vast gray space of nothingness

A única felicidade é a de não ter nascido.