Meaninglessness Quotes

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Kahlil Gibran
“Half of what I say is meaningless; but I say it so that the other half may reach you.”
Kahlil Gibran, Sand and Foam

Alan W. Watts
“And people get all fouled up because they want the world to have meaning as if it were words... As if you had a meaning, as if you were a mere word, as if you were something that could be looked up in a dictionary. You are meaning.”
Alan W. Watts

Criss Jami
“I would rather have strong enemies than a world of passive individualists. In a world of passive individualists nothing seems worth anything simply because nobody stands for anything. That world has no convictions, no victories, no unions, no heroism, no absolutes, no heartbeat. That world has rigor mortis.”
Criss Jami, Killosophy

Philip K. Dick
“Just tell me why; why the fucking why?" To which the universe would hollowly respond, "My ways cannot be known, oh man." Which is to say, "My ways do not make sense, nor do the ways of those who dwell in me.”
Philip K. Dick, VALIS

Ayn Rand
“If you write a line of zeroes, it´s still nothing.”
Ayn Rand, We the Living

Tao Lin
“There was an enjoyment to being alive, he felt, that because of an underlying meaninglessness–like how a person alone for too long cannot feel comfortable when with others; cannot neglect that underlying the feeling of belongingness is the certainty, really, of loneliness, and nothingness, and so experiences life in that hurried, worthless way one experiences a mistake–he could no longer get at.”
Tao Lin, Eeeee Eee Eeee

Bret Easton Ellis
“I come to a red light, tempted to go through it, then stop once I see a billboard sign that I don’t remember seeing and I look up at it. All it says is 'Disappear Here' and even though it’s probably an ad for some resort, it still freaks me out a little and I step on the gas really hard and the car screeches as I leave the light.”
Bret Easton Ellis, Less Than Zero

Chad Harbach
“People thought becoming an adult meant that all your acts had consequences; in fact it was just the opposite.”
Chad Harbach, The Art of Fielding

Janne Teller
“The reason dying is so easy is because death has no meaning... And the reason death has no meaning is because life has no meaning. All the same, have fun!”
Janne Teller, Nothing

Tao Lin
“A world without right or wrong was a world that did not want itself, anything other than itself, or anything not those two things, but that still wanted something. A world without right or wrong invited you over, complained about you, and gave you cookies. Don't leave, it said, and gave you a vegan cookie. It avoided eye contact, but touched your knee sometimes. It was the world without right or wrong. It didn't have any meaning. It just wanted a little meaning.”
Tao Lin, Eeeee Eee Eeee

Hakan Günday
“Düşün! Bize, matematik dünyasının kurgusal ve sonsuz olduğu öğretildi. Bunu kabul ederim, 1'den sonra 2 gelir dendi. Bunu da kabul ederim. Ama sonra, 1 ile 2 arasındaki sonsuzluğu düşündüm. Peki o nereye gitti? İrrasyonel sayılar varken bir sayıdan sonra diğer bir tam sayı nasıl gelebilir? Eğer 1'den sonra virgül konursa ve bunun da kıçına sonsuz sayı konabiliyorsa 2 nasıl gelir? İşte! Soru bu! Yanıtsız bir soru. Ve işte matematiğin hatası! Dolayısıyla matematik yok. Onun üzerine kurulmuş dünya düzeni de yok... Ama ben anlayabilirim. Anlayabilirim bu sorunu. Ve o zaman ortaya yaklaşık sayılar çıkar. Yani hiçbir sayı tam değildir. Hepsi tama yaklaşır. Ama varamaz. Demektir ki, 1,999...9'u bize 2 diye yutturmaya çalışan bir dünyanın çocuklarıyız. Ve dünya da aslında tam gibi görünürken, aslmda bir irrasyonellik harikası. İşte bunun için hayat yoktur. Olsa dahi o da irrasyoneldir! Yani anlamsızdır. Ne bir başlama nedeni, ne de bir oluş nedeni vardır. Evrende uçuşan kocaman bir irrasyonellik. Tabiî ki dünyanın bir anlamı olması gerekmiyor. Belki de onu anlamlandıran üzerinde yaşayan akıl sahibi yaratıklardır. Ama onların da bizi getirdiği nokta ortada!”
Hakan Günday, Kinyas ve Kayra

C. JoyBell C.
“Many things that don't really mean so much of anything, are wonderful.”
C. JoyBell C.

Cormac McCarthy
“In the neuter austerity of that terrain all phenomena were bequeathed a strange equality and no one thing nor spider nor stone nor blade of grass could put forth claim to precedence. The very clarity of these articles belied their familiarity, for the eye predicates the whole on some feature or part and here was nothing more luminous than another and nothing more enshadowed and in the optical democracy of such landscapes all preference is made whimsical and a man and a rock become endowed with unguessed kinship.”
Cormac McCarthy, Blood Meridian, or the Evening Redness in the West

Criss Jami
“Yes, be different, but not for the vanities of being different.”
Criss Jami, Killosophy

John Darnielle
“In video games you sometimes run into what they call a side quest, and if you don't manage to figure it out you can usually just go back into the normal world of the game and continue on toward your objective. I felt like I couldn't find my way back to the world now: like I was somebody locked in a meaningless side quest, in a stuck screen.”
John Darnielle, Wolf in White Van

T.H. White
“Perhaps man was neither good nor bad, was only a machine in an insensate universe--his courage no more than a reflex to danger, like the automatic jump at the pin-prick. Perhaps there were no virtues, unless jumping at pin-pricks was a virtue, and humanity only a mechanical donkey led on by the iron carrot of love, through the pointless treadmill of reproduction.”
T.H. White, The Once and Future King

Anne Rice
“It was over now, and the meaningless world was tolerable and need not be explained. And never would it be, and how foolish I had ever been to think so.”
Anne Rice, Pandora: New Tales of the Vampires

William Shakespeare
“What infinite heart's-ease
Must kings neglect, that private men enjoy!
And what have kings, that privates have not too,
Save ceremony, save general ceremony?
And what art thou, thou idle ceremony?
What kind of god art thou, that suffer'st more
Of mortal griefs than do thy worshippers?
What are thy rents? what are thy comings in?
O ceremony, show me but thy worth!
What is thy soul of adoration?
Art thou aught else but place, degree and form,
Creating awe and fear in other men?
Wherein thou art less happy being fear'd
Than they in fearing.
What drink'st thou oft, instead of homage sweet,
But poison'd flattery? O, be sick, great greatness,
And bid thy ceremony give thee cure!
Think'st thou the fiery fever will go out
With titles blown from adulation?
Will it give place to flexure and low bending?
Canst thou, when thou command'st the beggar's knee,
Command the health of it? No, thou proud dream,
That play'st so subtly with a king's repose;
I am a king that find thee, and I know
'Tis not the balm, the sceptre and the ball,
The sword, the mace, the crown imperial,
The intertissued robe of gold and pearl,
The farced title running 'fore the king,
The throne he sits on, nor the tide of pomp
That beats upon the high shore of this world,
No, not all these, thrice-gorgeous ceremony,
Not all these, laid in bed majestical,
Can sleep so soundly as the wretched slave,
Who with a body fill'd and vacant mind
Gets him to rest, cramm'd with distressful bread;
Never sees horrid night, the child of hell,
But, like a lackey, from the rise to set
Sweats in the eye of Phoebus and all night
Sleeps in Elysium; next day after dawn,
Doth rise and help Hyperion to his horse,
And follows so the ever-running year,
With profitable labour, to his grave:
And, but for ceremony, such a wretch,
Winding up days with toil and nights with sleep,
Had the fore-hand and vantage of a king.
The slave, a member of the country's peace,
Enjoys it; but in gross brain little wots
What watch the king keeps to maintain the peace,
Whose hours the peasant best advantages.”
William Shakespeare, Henry V

Maureen F. McHugh
“The Second Koran tells us that the darkness in ourselves is a sinister thing. It waits until we relax, it waits until we reach the most vulnerable moments, and then it snares us. I want to be dutiful. I want to do what I should. But when I go back to the tube, I think of where I am going; to that small house and my empty room. What will I do tonight? Make more paper flowers, more wreaths? I am sick of them. Sick of the Nekropolis.

I can take the tube to my mistress' house, or I can go by the street where Mardin's house is. I'm tired. I'm ready to go to my little room and relax. Oh, Holy One, I dread the empty evening. Maybe I should go by the street just to fill up time. I have all this empty time in front of me. Tonight and tomorrow and the week after and the next month and all down through the years as I never marry and become a dried-up woman. Evenings spent folding paper. Days cleaning someone else's house. Free afternoons spent shopping a bit, stopping in tea shops because my feet hurt. That is what lives are, aren't they? Attempts to fill our time with activity designed to prevent us from realizing that there is no meaning?”
Maureen F. McHugh, Nekropolis

“Such dreams provide this temporary illusion of a life that has meaning.”
Anna Jae

“I'm not unhappy, for the most part, although I do think there is a certain emptiness and meaningless that I feel, sort of like a homesickness. People feel homesick when they are not surrounded by familiar things, when they are being seen out of context, when things change too quickly. They are faced with the transitory and delicate nature of life (i.e. their mortality), and with the fact that their secure little existence is basically a lie constructed to soothe their uneasiness about facing the world head on, with all of its unknowns. People don't like looking into the abyss, and for good reason. But a sociopath life means always being aware of the abyss.”
M.E. Thomas

“Enjoy life with your wife, whom you love, all the days of this meaningless life that God has given you under the sun—all your meaningless days. For this is your lot in life and in your toilsome labor under the sun. Whatever your hand finds to do, do it with all your might, for in the realm of the dead, where you are going, there is neither working nor planning nor knowledge nor wisdom.”
King Solomon Son of David

“Remember your Creator
in the days of your youth,
before the days of trouble come
and the years approach when you will say,
“I find no pleasure in them”—
before the sun and the light
and the moon and the stars grow dark,
and the clouds return after the rain;
when the keepers of the house tremble,
and the strong men stoop,
when the grinders cease because they are few,
and those looking through the windows grow dim;
when the doors to the street are closed
and the sound of grinding fades;
when people rise up at the sound of birds,
but all their songs grow faint;
when people are afraid of heights
and of dangers in the streets;
when the almond tree blossoms
and the grasshopper drags itself along
and desire no longer is stirred.
Then people go to their eternal home
and mourners go about the streets.
Remember him—before the silver cord is severed,
and the golden bowl is broken;
before the pitcher is shattered at the spring,
and the wheel broken at the well,
and the dust returns to the ground it came from,
and the spirit returns to God who gave it.
“Meaningless! Meaningless!” says the Teacher.
“Everything is meaningless!”
King Solomon Son of David

“There should be a law against doing work one doesn't like or believe in.”
Marty Rubin

“Life is only meaningless if we fail to make a resolute effort at achieving bliss, attaining the active state of oneness that comes to a person whom is attentively alive and mindful of all the beauty and moral sublimity of existence.”
Kilroy J. Oldster, Dead Toad Scrolls

“In a world without meaning nothing is meaningless.”
Marty Rubin

“Light is sweet,
and it pleases the eyes to see the sun.
However many years anyone may live,
let them enjoy them all.
But let them remember the days of darkness,
for there will be many.
Everything to come is meaningless.”
King Solomon Son of David

“…ours is a world about which we pretend to have more and more information but which seems to us increasingly devoid of meaning.”
Jean-Pierre Dupuy, The Information: A History, a Theory, a Flood

“To discover we have no story is to acknowledge that our existence is meaningless, which we may find unbearable”
Robert Fulford, The Triumph of Narrative

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