For who would dare to assert that eternal happiness can compensate for a single moment's human suffering
I had been right I was still right I was always right. I had lived my life one way and I could just as well lived it another. I had done this and I hadn t done that. I hadn t done this thing and I had done another. And so?
Where there is no hope, we must invent it.
Liberty is the right not to lie.
We are not certain, we are never certain.
The certainty of a God giving meaning to life far surpasses in attractiveness the ability to behave badly with impunity. The choice would not be hard to make. But there is no choice and that is where the bitterness comes in. The absurd does not liberate; it binds.