Since we're all going to die, it's obvious that when and how don't matter.

Conscious of not being able to separate myself from my time, I have decided to become part of it.

The truth, as the light, makes blind.

I see many people die because they judge that life is not worth living. I see others paradoxically getting killed for the ideas or illusions that give them a reason for living (what is called a reason for living is also an excellent reason for dying). I therefore conclude that the meaning of life is the most urgent of questions.

Everybody knows life isn't worth living.

After a short silence the doctor raised himself a little in his chair and asked if Tarrou had an idea of the path to follow for attaining peace. "Yes, he replied. "The path of sympathy.

We're all special cases.