The More Absurd Life Is,

Nothingness Haunts Being.

Everything That Exists Is Born For No Reason, Carries On Living Through Weakness, And Dies By Accident

I Can Receive Nothing More From These Tragic Solitudes Than A Little Empty Purity.

Man Is Abandoned On Earth In The Midst Of His Infinite Responsibilities, Without Help, With No Aim But What He Sets Himself.

A Man Who Is Free Is Like A Mangy Sheep In A Herd. He Will Contaminate My Entire Kingdom And Ruin My Work.