People still have existential anxiety. It just may not be expressed in Hebraic idiom.

Your self-esteem is a notch below Kafka.

Astronomers say the universe is finite, which is a comforting thought for those people who can't remember where they leave things.

When you work from city to city or country to country, you work the same way; the working method is the same.

Today I saw a red and yellow sunset and thought, how insignificant I am! Of course, I thought that yesterday too, and it rained.

My grandfather was a very insignificant man, actually. At his funeral his hearse followed the other cars.

Maybe the poets are right. Maybe love is the only answer.