Live to the point of tears.

I felt as though I was partly unlearning what i had never learned and yet knew so well: I mean, how to live.

What is called a reason for living is also an excellent reason for dying.

Judging whether life is or is not worth living amounts to answering the fundamental question of philosophy.

How did I picture the life after the grave?

I Fairly bawled out at him: 'A life in which I can remember this life on earth. That's all I want of it.

Basically, at the very bottom of life, which seduces us all, there is only absurdity, and more absurdity. And maybe that's what gives us our joy for living, because the only thing that can defeat absurdity is lucidity.