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Rarely is suicide committed (yet the hypothesis is not excluded) through reflection.
We get into the habit of living before acquiring the habit of thinking.
The typical act of eluding, the fatal evasion that constitutes the third theme of this essay, is hope.
life is not worth living,
At any streetcorner the feeling of absurdity can strike any man in the face.
the last pages of a book are already contained in the first pages.
everything be-gins with consciousness and nothing is worth anything except through it.
this self of which I feel sure, if I try to define and to summarize it, it is nothing but water slipping through my fingers.
want everything to be explained to me or nothing.
the Absurd is not in man (if such a metaphor could have a meaning) nor in the world, but in their presence together.
There can be no absurd outside the human mind.
the absurd ends with death.
desperate nostalgia that seems to him sterile and devoid of implication.
for the Christian death is certainly not the end of everything
the absurd is sin without God.
Thinking is learning all over again how to see,
don’t know whether this world has a meaning that transcends it.
They relieve me of the weight of my own life, and yet I must carry it alone.