badfysh: Where am I? Who am I? How did I come to be here? What is this thing called the world? How did I come into the world? Why was I not consulted? And if I am compelled to take part in it, where is the director? I want to see him. - Soren Kierkegaard
badfysh: In the consciousness of the truth he has perceived, man now sees everywhere only the awfulness or the absurdity of existence and loathing seizes him. - Friedrich Nietzsche
badfysh: At any street corner the feeling of absurdity can strike any man in the face. - Albert Camus
badfysh: For what does a man get in all his labor and in his striving with which he labors under the sun? Because all his days his task is painful and grievous; even at night his mind does not rest. This too is vanity. - Ecclesiastes 2:22-23
badfysh: To whom it may concern: It is springtime. It is late afternoon. - Kurt Vonnegut
badfysh: All the world's a stage, And all the men and women merely players; They have their exits and their entrances. - William Shakespeare
badfysh: In every real man a child is hidden that wants to play. - Friedrich Nietzsche
badfysh: One of the central diseases of our culture is that meaningful work is available to so few. - Jim Harrison
badfysh: You pretend to be more eccentric than you actually are because you fear you are an interchangeable cog. - Douglas Coupland
badfysh: We've traveled too far, and our momentum has taken over; we move idly towards eternity, without possibility of reprieve or hope of explanation. - Tom Stoppard
badfysh: Morality is herd instinct in the individual. - Friedrich Nietzsche
badfysh: Relatively soon, I will die. Maybe in 20 years, maybe tomorrow. It doesn't matter. Once I am dead and everyone who knew me dies too, it will be as though I never existed. What difference has my life made to anyone. None that I can think of. None at all. -
badfysh: Everything's fine today, that is our illusion. - Voltaire
badfysh: Do you not know that there comes a midnight hour when every one has to throw off his mask? - Soren Kierkegaard
badfysh: It was true that I didn’t have much ambition, but there ought to be a place for people without ambition, I mean a better place than the one usually reserved. - Charles Bukowski
badfysh: That's how it is on this bitch of an earth. - Samuel Beckett
badfysh: That's how it goes sometimes. You lose everything, and everything falls apart, and eventually you die and no one remembers you. - Dwight Schrute