I am responsible for everything... except my very responsibility.

Absurd, irreducible; nothing--not even a profound and secret delirium of nature--could explain [a tree root].

Life is nothing until it is lived; but it is yours to make sense of, and the of it is nothing other than the sense you choose.

The sun is not ridiculous, quite the contrary. On everything I like, on the rust of the construction girders, on the rotten boards of the fence, a miserly, uncertain light falls, like the look you give, after a sleepless night, on decisions made with enthusiasm the day before, on pages you have written in one spurt without crossing out a word.

A madman's ravings are absurd in relation to the situation in which he finds himself, but not in relation to his madness.

the worst part about being lied to is knowing you werent worth the truth

The existentialist says at once that man is anguish.