Sometimes surviving means compromise.
People will do anything rather than admit that their lives have no meaning. No use, that is. No plot.
Love meant that you care for another person’s happiness more than your own, no matter how painful the choices you face might be.
It might be possible that the world itself is without meaning.
It is not that the meaning cannot be explained. But there are certain meanings that are lost forever the moment they are explained in words.
If there’s no meaning in it, that saves a world of trouble, you know, as we needn’t try to find any.
I don’t know whether this world has a meaning that transcends it. But I know that I do not know that meaning and that it is impossible for me just now to know it.
Everyone asks what the meaning of life is, but no one asks about the meaning of death.
