I have a problem keeping my mouth shut. I usually speak my mind. I'm trying to learn my lesson.
No position is so false as having understood and still remaining alive.
By all evidence we are in the world to do nothing.
The fact that life has no meaning is a reason to live - moreover, the only one.
I do not forgive myself for being born. It is as if creeping into this world, I had profaned a mystery, betrayed some momentous pledge, committed a fault of nameless gravity.
Since all life is futility, then the decision to exist must be the most irrational of all.
I don’t understand why we must do things in this world, why we must have friends and aspirations, hopes and dreams. Wouldn’t it be better to retreat to a faraway corner of the world, where all its noise and complications would be heard no more? Then we could renounce culture and ambitions; we would lose everything and gain nothing; for what is there to be gained from this world?
I will not let somebody who traffics in bigotry and bullying become president of the United States.
War does not answer war, war does not finish war. The only ending is peace.
I like freedom. I wake up in the morning and say, 'I don't know, should I have a popsicle or a donut?' You know, who knows?
Who would imagine that I was to be the founder of a new religion.