Ivan Turgenev Quotes

PROCTOR, his mind wild, breathless: I say--I say--God is dead!

The concept of absurdity is something I'm attracted to.

I see mysteries and complications wherever I look, and I have never met a steadily logical person.

Nothing is true, everything is permitted.

Only by living absurdly is it possible to break out of this infinite absurdity.

It's hard to find logic in things sometimes. That's why I can't analyze things too much, because it often doesn't make much sense.

No sense makes sense.

When in doubt, make no sense. No sense is good. And nonsense is good.

A singularity is a place where the rules are broken. A miracle is a singularity.

Life's nonsense pierces us with strange relation.

Randomness scares people. Religion is a way to explain randomness.

If the sleep of reason produces monsters, what does the sleep of unreason produce?

Folly and desperation are ofttimes hard to tell apart.

I saw clear as daylight how strange it is that not a single person living in this mad world has had the daring to go straight for it all and send it flying to the devil! I...I wanted to have the daring...and I killed her.

The real universe is always one step beyond logic.

Nothing can save us from a perpetual headlong fall into a bottomless abyss but a solid footing of dogma; and we no sooner agree to that than we find that the only trustworthy dogma is that there is no dogma.

I have complete faith in the continued absurdity of whatever’s going on.

We come crawling through these cracks, orphans, lobotomies; if you ask me what I want, I'll tell you. I want everything. Whole rotten world come down and break. Let me spread my legs.

The world stands on absurdities, and without them perhaps nothing at all would happen.

In real life nothing means anything. Stuff happens and there just is no structure.

Most of us will still take nihilism over neanderthalism.

Jesus was the only One that ever raised the dead," The Misfit continued, "and He shouldn't have done it. He shown everything off balance. If He did what He said, then it's nothing for you to do but throw away everything and follow Him, and if He didn't, then it's nothing for you to do but enjoy the few minutes you got left the best way you can by killing somebody or burning down his house or doing some other meanness to him. No pleasure but meanness," he said and his voice had become almost a snarl.

The irrational haunts the metaphysical.

To speak of God, to think of God, is in every respect to show what one is made of. I have always wagered against God and I regard the little that I have won in this world as simply the outcome of this bet. However paltry may have been the stake (my life) I am conscious of having won to the full. Everything that is doddering, squint-eyed, vile, polluted and grotesque is summoned up for me in that one word: God!

Please, by all the blessed saints and their bladders, tell me you two didn’t…Have you lost all semblance of intelligence? (Syn)