Friedrich Nietzsche Quotes

"Tell me, Tool, what dominates your thoughts?" The Imass shrugged before replying. "I think of futility, Adjunct." "Do all Imass think about futility?" "No. Few think at all." "Why is that?" The Imass leaned his head to one side and regarded her. "Because, Adjunct, it is futile."

Famously, there's not really anywhere to go after nihilism. It's not progressing toward anything, it's a statement of outrage, however brilliant.

My search not only failed, but I convinced myself that all those who had searched like myself had failed also, and come like me to the despairing conviction that the only absolute knowledge man can possess is this—that life is without a meaning.

It was over now, and the meaningless world was tolerable and need not be explained. And never would it be, and how foolish I had ever been to think so.

Nothing makes sense, why should I?

Everything in the world is gloriously meaningless.

He had learned the worst lesson that life can teach - that it makes no sense.

I have a sort of empty feeling; nothing in the world seems of sufficient importance to be worth the doing.

There were days when she was unhappy, she did not know why,--when it did not seem worthwhile to be glad or sorry, to be alive or dead; when life appeared to her like a grotesque pandemonium and humanity like worms struggling blindly toward inevitable annihilation.

Life may be not only meaningless but absurd.

The joke of our time is the suicide of intention.

We don't understand why we're here, no one's giving us an answer, religion is vague, your parents can't help because they're just people, and it's all terrible, and there's no meaning to anything.

I do get cynical, but what can you do? It doesn't make any difference.

When people conclude that all is futile, then the absurd becomes the norm.

Life is tragic and absurd, and none of it has any purpose at all.

I searched all areas of knowledge, and not only did I fail to find anything, but I was convinced that all those who had explored as I did had also come up with nothing. Not only had they found nothing, but they had clearly acknowledged the same thing that had brought me to despair: the only absolute knowledge attainable by man is that life is meaningless.

When you have understood that nothing is, that things do not even deserve the status of appearances, you no longer need to be saved, you are saved, and miserable forever.

The world in which we were called to exist was an absurd world, and there was no other in which we could take refuge.

Not to be onto something is to be in despair.

But for what purpose was the earth formed?" asked Candide. "To drive us mad," replied Martin.

If the universe is meaningless, so is the statement that it is so. If this world is a vicious trap, so is its accuser, and the pot is calling the kettle black.

There was nothing in this world that was not a con, suddenly I understood this. Nothing really mattered, and nothing could be lost.

I hope we're not just human garbage drifting toward a big sewer. But I think so.

Futility is the defining characteristic of life.

Nothing matters. Nothing matters.