If it is true that life has no purpose or meaning, it is equally true that it is wonderful to live, to feel the warmth and heat of life in every pore and cell of one's being.

Live for nothing but the joy of being alive.

We shape our lives around words, words whose meaning are always changing.

Life and art needn't be about anything, they can simply be.

Freud and Jung were wrong about dreams. They have no hidden meanings; they are simply incoherent.

Why,you ask? Why? In life there is no why, no meaning, there is only what is.

Live. Love. Enjoy. In a world without meaning nothing is meaningless.

The meaning of life is to enjoy it.

To live simply and to simply live is meaning enough for me.