... one cannot be happy in exile or in oblivion. One cannot always be a stranger. I want to return to my homeland, make all my loved ones happy. I see no further than this.
Absurd- that is the light mind that establishes its own borders.
You will never live if you are looking for the meaning of life.
The absurd is lucid reason noting its limits.
The loss of love is the loss of all rights, even though one had them all.
Thus I draw from the absurd three consequences, which are my revolt, my freedom, and my passion. By the mere activity of consciousness I transform into a rule of life what was an invitation to death—and I refuse suicide.