Rene Char Quotes

Everything means nothing that is the only truth.

How'd you like to gaze at a beer can throughout eternity? It might not be so bad. There'd be nothing to fear.

There is nothing after death, and death itself is nothing.

The universe is monstrously indifferent to the presence of man.

I will do as I usually do. Tomorrow is going to be a day like any other day.

Nothing is important.

Nothing that actually occurs is of the smallest importance

Some lived in it and never felt it but he knew it all was nada y pues nada y nada y pues nada.

I think Willa Cather did a short story called "Paul's Case," and in it, when he finally commits suicide, it says, "He surrendered to the black design of things." And that's what I anticipate death will be: a totally unconscious void in which you float through eternity with no particular consciousness of anything. I think once around is enough. I don't want to start it all over again.

Perhaps I'm old and tired, but I always think that the chances of finding out what really is going on are so absurdly remote that the only thing to do is to say hang the sense of it and just keep yourself occupied.

When you come to think about it, nothing has any meaning, for when there was nobody to think, there was nobody to interpret what happened.

Although the time of death is approaching me, I am not afraid of dying and going to Hell or (what would be considerably worse) going to the popularized version of Heaven. I expect death to be nothingness and, for removing me from all possible fears of death, I am thankful to atheism.

We can regard our life as a uselessly disturbing episode in the blissful repose of nothingness.

Things are only mannequins and even the great world-historical events are only costumes beneath which they exchange glances with nothingness.

The world isn't purposeful. It isn't ruled by reason. The world wants to play. Fashion queens have always aroused more interest than future generations and their fate.

One cannot long remain so absorbed in contemplation of emptiness without being increasingly attracted to it. In vain one bestows on it the name of infinity; this does not change its nature. When one feels such pleasure in non-existence, one's inclination can be completely satisfied only by completely ceasing to exist.

If sub specie aeternitatis [from eternity's point of view] there is no reason to believe that anything matters, then that does not matter either, and we can approach our absurd lives with irony instead of heroism or despair.

And if there is no lining to the world? If a thrush on a branch is not a sign, But just a thrush on the branch? If night and day Make no sense following each other?

Our nada who art in nada, nada be thy name thy kingdom nada thy will be nada in nada as it is in nada. Give us this nada our daily nada and nada us our nada as we nada our nadas and nada us not into nada but deliver us from nada; pues nada. Hail nothing full of nothing, nothing is with thee.

Nothing really mattered, and nothing could be lost.

Ka knew very well that life was a meaningless string of random incidents

Among the great things which are found among us the existence of Nothing is the greatest.

Everything is gratuitous, this garden, this city and myself. When you suddenly realize it, it makes you feel sick and everything begins to drift . . . that's nausea.

A true opium of the people is a belief in nothingness after death.

All things here appear to me to trudge on in one and the same round: we rise in the morning that we may eat breakfast, dinner andsupper and to bed again that we may get up the next morning and do the same: so that you never saw two peas more alike than our yesterday and to-day.