Absurd, irreducible; nothing — not even a profound and secret delirium of nature — could explain it. Obviously I did not know everything, I had not seen the seeds sprout, or the tree grow. But faced with this great wrinkled paw, neither ignorance nor knowledge was important: the world of explanations and reasons is not the world of existence. A circle is not absurd, it is clearly explained by the rotation of a straight segment around one of its extremities. But neither does a circle exist. This root, on the other hand, existed in such a way that I could not explain it.
Jean-Paul SartreI am alone in this white, garden-rimmed street. Alone and free. But this freedom is rather like death.
Jean-Paul SartreMan is condemned to be free; because once thrown into the world, he is responsible for everything he does.
Jean-Paul Sartre