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“there are truths but no truth”
― Albert Camus, The Myth of Sisyphus

“[evoking after many others] those waterless desserts where thought reaches its confines”
― Albert Camus, The Myth of Sisyphus

“The unexamined life is not worth living.”
― Socrates

“I admit that twice two makes four is an excellent thing, but if we are to give everything its due, twice two makes five is sometimes a very charming thing too”
― Dostoevsky, Fyodor, Notes from Underground

“And yet I think man will never renounce real suffering, that is, destruction and chaos. Why, suffering is the sole origin of consciousness.”
― Fyodor Dostoevsky, Notes from the Underground

“He caught the midnight plane to Zurich. It was a beautiful night, and through the small window beside him he watched the grey wing, motionless against the starlit sky, a glimpse of eternity between two worlds. The vision soother him, calmed his fears and his doubts, made him fatalistic towards the inscrutable purpose of the universe. It all seemed to matter so little - the pathetic quest for love, or the return to solitude.”
― John Le Carré, Call For the Dead

“Who do we find when we've pulled away the layers of disguise? Or were you ever only the sum of your disguises?”
― John Le Carré, Silverview

“Standing there alone, I always felt sad, a deep sadness I'd felt before, long, long ago. I remembered that sadness very well. A sadness that can't be explained, that doesn't melt away over time, that quietly leaves invisible wounds, in a place you cannot see. And how can you deal with something you can't see?”
― Haruki Murakami, The City and Its Uncertain Walls

“As always, the clock had no hands. It wasn't a clock that told time, but a clock that showed the meaninglessness of time. Time hadn't come to a halt, but it had lost any significance.”
― Haruki Murakami, The City and Its Uncertain Walls

“Left alone, I stared for a long time at the traces of her she'd left behind. That graceful image faded, disappeared completely, filled in by a blank space left by nothingness.”
― Haruki Murakami, The City and Its Uncertain Walls

“man is but a man; and whatever be the extent of his reasoning powers, they are of little avail when passion rages within, and he feels himself confined by the narrow limits of nature.”
― Goethe W Johan

“Must it ever be thus - that the source of our happiness must also be the fountain of our misery?”
― Johann Wolfgang von Goethe, The Sorrows of Young Werther

“All the knowledge I possess everyone else can acquire, but my heart is exclusively my own.”
― Johann Wolfgang von Goethe, The Sorrows of Young Werther

“Once more I am a wanderer, a pilgrim, through the world. But what else are you!”
― Johann Wolfgang von Goethe, The Sorrows of Young Werther

“It was a pity nobody saw the display in the empty street, where the auroral breeze wrinkled a large luminous puddle, making of the telephone wires reflected in it illegible lines of black zigzags.”
― Nabokov Vladimir, Pnin

“an emblematic couple placed with easy art on the last page of Pnin's fading day”
― Nabokov Vladimir, Pnin

“Sometimes when I look at you, I feel I'm gazing at a distant star.
It's dazzling, but the light is from tens of thousands of years ago.
Maybe the star doesn't even exist any more. Yet sometimes that light seems more real to me than anything.”
― Haruki Murakami, South of the Border, West of the Sun

“For a while" is a phrase whose length can't be measured.At least by the person who's waiting.”
― Haruki Murakami, South of the Border, West of the Sun

“For a long time, she held a special place in my heart. I kept this special place just for her, like a "Reserved" sign on a quiet corner table in a restaurant. Despite the fact that I was sure I'd never see her again.”
― Haruki Murakami, South of the Border, West of the Sun

“Whatever the misery, he could not regain contentment with a world which, once doubted, became absurd.”
― Sinclair Lewis, Babbit

“A longing which was indistinguishable from loneliness enfeebled him.”
― Sinclair Lewis, Babbit

“I hate your city. It has standardized all the beauty out of life. It is one big railroad station - with all the people taking tickets to the best cemeteries.”
― Sinclair Lewis, Babbitt

“...and become acquainted right away, like ships that pass in the night”
― Sinclair Lewis, Babbitt

“The first time you glimpse yourself through the eyes of a person like that, it's a cold moment. It's like walking past a mirror you've walked past every day of your life, and suddenly it shows you something else, something troubling and strange.”
― Kazuo Ishiguro, Never Let Me Go

“we both felt deep down some tug, some old wish to believe again in something that was once close to our hearts.”
― Kazuo Ishiguro, Never Let Me Go

“I was feeling okay. It was like something that had been hanging over me for a long time had gone, and even if things were still far from sorted, it felt like there was now at least a door open to somewhere better.”
― Kazuo Ishiguro, Never Let Me Go

“and for a moment, it seemed like we were holding onto each other because that was the only way to stop us from being swept away into the night.”
― Kazuo Ishiguro, Never Let Me Go

“the fantasy never got beyond that – I didn’t let it”
― Kazuo Ishiguro, Never Let Me Go

“and looked out on the great Canal which was now becoming as grey as though Degas had painted it on one of his greyest days”
― Ernest Hemingway, Across the River and into the Trees

“He whispered this last so low that it was inaudible to anyone who did not love you.”
― Ernest Hemingway, Across the River and into the Trees