There is not one big cosmic meaning for all, there is only the meaning we each give to our life, an individual meaning, an individual plot, like an individual novel, a book for each person.
The order that our mind imagines is like a net, or like a ladder, built to attain something. But afterward you must throw the ladder away, because you discover that, even if it was useful, it was meaningless.
Speak English! I don’t know the meaning of half those long words, and what’s more, I don’t believe you do either!
Sometimes surviving means compromise.
Saying nothing, sometimes says the Most.[to Aunt Katie]
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.
Life’s but a walking shadow, a poor player that struts and frets his hour upon the stage and then is heard no more. It is a tale told by an idiot, full of sound and fury signifying nothing.
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.
It all depends on how we look at things, and not on how they are in themselves. The least of things with a meaning is worth more in life than the greatest of things without it.
If there’s no meaning in it, that saves a world of trouble, you know, as we needn’t try to find any.
