I am not afraid of death, but would not want to die in some obscure or pointless way.
What the devil is the point of surviving, going on living, when it's a drag? But you see, that's what people do.
Without us here to witness, the universe is just pointless physics unfolding.
It would have been so pointless to kill himself that, even if he had wanted to, the pointlessness would have made him unable.
And make no mistake, my friend, your pointless life will end; but before you go, can you look at the truth?
Poor, dear God. Playing Idiot's Delight. The game that never means anything, and never ends.
Don't pointless things have a place, too, in this far-from-perfect world? Remove everything pointless from an imperfect life, and it'd lose even its imperfection.
It is true that neither the ancient wisdoms nor the modern sciences are complete in themselves. They do not stand alone. They call for one another. Wisdom without science is unable to penetrate the full sapiential meaning of the created and the material cosmos. Science without wisdom leaves man enslaved to a world of unrelated objects in which there is no way of discovering (or creating) order and deep significance in man's own pointless existence. (p. 4)
Take one step to the side and it's all absurd.
