Pieter

“Nor was that all. Had I simply understood that life had no meaning I could have borne it quietly, knowing that that was my lot. But I could not satisfy myself with that. Had I been like a man living in a wood from which he knows there is no exit, I could have lived; but I was like one lost in a wood who, horrified at having lost his way, rushes about wishing to find the road. He knows that each step he takes confuses him more and more, but still he cannot help rushing about.”
― Leo Tolstoy, A Confession and Other Religious Writings

“When I saw the head part from the body and how they thumped separately into the box, I understood, not with my mind but with my whole being, that no theory of the reasonableness of our present progress could justify this deed; and that though everybody from the creation of the world had held it to be necessary, on whatever theory, I knew it to be unnecessary and bad; and therefore the arbiter of what is good and evil is not what people say and do, nor is it progress, but it is my heart and I.”
― Leo Tolstoy, A Confession and Other Religious Writings

“I wrote: teaching what was for me the only truth, namely, that one should live so as to have the best for oneself and one's family.”
― Leo Tolstoy, A Confession and Other Religious Writings

“I could not even wish to know the truth, for I guessed of what it consisted. The truth was that life is meaningless. I”
― Leo Tolstoy, A Confession and Other Religious Writings