Absurdity of Life Quotes

Everything means nothing that is the only truth.

Life doesn't make any sense, and we all pretend it does. Comedy's job is to point out that it doesn't make sense, and that it doesn't make much difference anyway.

The supreme irony of life is that hardly anyone gets out of it alive.

It’s an incredibly exciting thing, this one, meaningless life of yours.

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

Kafka had the sense of guilt. I don't think I have because I don't believe in free will. Because what I have done has been done, well, for me or through me. But I haven't done it really. But I don't believe in free will, I can't feel guilty.

Nothing really mattered, and nothing could be lost.

Life is a farce, and should not end with a mourning scene.

If nothing had any meaning, you would be right. But there is something that still has a meaning.

Perhaps I'm old and tired, but I always think that the chances of finding out what really is going on are so absurdly remote that the only thing to do is to say hang the sense of it and just keep yourself occupied.

Life is the farce we are all forced to endure.

Existentialism isn't so atheistic that it wears itself out showing that God doesn't exist. Rather, it declares that even if God did exist, that would change nothing.

It is meaningless that we are born, it is meaningless that we die.

The great question of philosophy remains: If life is meaningless, what can be done about alphabet soup?

The realization that life is absurd and cannot be an end, but only a beginning. This is a truth nearly all great minds have taken as their starting point. It is not this discovery that is interesting, but theconsequences and rules of action drawn from it.

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

I leave Sisyphus at the foot of the mountain. One always finds one's burden again. But Sisyphus teaches the higher fidelity that negates the gods and raises rocks. He too concludes that all is well. This universe henceforth without a master seems to him neither sterile nor futile. Each atom of that stone, each mineral flake of that night-filled mountain, in itself, forms a world. The struggle itself toward the heights is enough to fill a man's heart. One must imagine Sisyphus happy.

The man who regards his own life and that of his fellow-creatures as meaningless is not merely unfortunate but almost disqualified for life.

Everything is absurd.

This absurd, godless world is, then, peopled with men who think clearly and have ceased to hope. And I have not yet spoken of the most absurd character, who is the creator.

We know life is futile. A man who considers that his life is of very wonderful importance is awfully close to a padded cell.

At any street corner the feeling of absurdity can strike any man in the face.

Life is a vexatious trap; when a thinking man reaches maturity and attains to full consciousness he cannot help feeling that he is in a trap from which there is no escape.

But the world itself has no reason, and I can say so, I who have experienced it all, from the creation to the destruction.

It’s not so much that nothing means anything but more that it keeps meaning nothing. there’s no release, just gurus and self- appointed gods and hucksters. the more people say, the less there is to say. even the best books are dry sawdust.