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“I leave Sisyphus at the foot of the mountain. One always finds one's burden again. But Sisyphus teaches the higher fidelity that negates the gods and raises rocks. He too concludes that all is well. This universe henceforth without a master seems to him neither sterile nor futile. Each atom of that stone, each mineral flake of that night-filled mountain, in itself, forms a world. The struggle itself toward the heights is enough to fill a man's heart. One must imagine Sisyphus happy.”
― Albert Camus

“I think by the time you’re grown you’re as happy as you’re goin to be. You’ll have good times and bad times, but in the end you’ll be about as happy as you was before. Or as unhappy.”
― Cormac McCarthy, No Country for Old Men

“I thought if I lived my life in the strictest way I knew how then I would not ever again have a thing that would eat on me thataway. I said that I was twenty-one years old and I was entitled to one mistake, particularly if I could learn from it and become the sort of man I had it in my mind to be.”
― Cormac McCarthy, No Country for Old Men

“you’re not paid back for the bad you do nor the good you do. It all comes out uneven at the end. Haven’t I learned that by now, if I’ve learned anything?”
― Philip K. Dick, Flow, My Tears, the Policeman Said.

“You love someone and they leave. They come home one day and start packing their things and you say, “What’s happening?” and they say, “I got a better offer someplace else,” and there they go, out of your life forever, and after that until you’re dead you’re carrying around this huge hunk of love with no one to give it to.”
― Philip K. Dick, Flow, My Tears, the Policeman Said.

“Reality denied comes back to haunt.”
― Philip K. Dick, Flow My Tears, the Policeman Said

“Listen, the dick also rises,” Van Patten says. “Faulkner.”
― Bret Easton Ellis, American Psycho

“Sadly, sadly, the sun rose; it rose upon no sadder sight than the man of good abilities and good emotions, incapable of their directed exercise, incapable of his own help and his own happiness, sensible of the blight on him, and resigning himself to let it eat him away.”
― Charles Dickens, A Tale of Two Cities

“Books are a narcotic.”
― Franz Kafka

“There is an infinite amount of hope in the universe ... but not for us.”
― Franz Kafka

“Writing is utter solitude, the descent into the cold abyss of oneself.”
― Franz Kafka

“It's only because of their stupidity that they're able to be so sure of themselves.”
― Franz Kafka, The Trial

“I have spent all my life resisting the desire to end it.”
― Franz Kafka, Letters to Milena

“Keep a little fire burning; however small, however hidden.”
― Cormac McCarthy, The Road

“Here is a story. The last of all men who stands alone in the universe while it darkens about him. Who sorrows all things with a single sorrow. Out of the pitiable and exhausted remnants of what was once his soul he’ll find nothing from which to craft the least thing godlike to guide him in these last of days.”
― Cormac McCarthy, The Passenger