Life... Dreams... Hope... Where do they come from? And where do they go...? Such meaningless things... I'll destroy them all!

Why do people insist on creating things that will inevitably be destroyed? Why do people cling to life, knowing that they must someday die? ...Knowing that none of it will have meant anything once they do?

Too late and to their sorrow do those who misplace their trust in gods learn their fate.

Those who believe in nothing are very, very jealous and angry at those who believe in something.

I look up to heaven only when I want to sneeze.

Nihilism, there's really nothing to it.