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“Everything was sleeping as if the universe were a mistake.”
― Fernando Pessoa, The Book of Disquiet

“I asked for very little from life, and even this little was denied me. A nearby field, a ray of sunlight, a little bit of calm along with a bit of bread, not to feel oppressed by the knowledge that I exist, not to demand anything from others, and not to have others demand anything from me - this was denied me, like the spare change we might deny a beggar not because we're mean-hearted but because we don't feel like unbuttoning our coat.”
― Fernando Pessoa, The Book of Disquiet

“I would like to be able to gently drift in and out of existence when I wanted to.”
― Henry Rollins, Solipsist

“But everyone disappears, no matter who loves them.”
― Dave Eggers, What Is the What