God had no purpose in creating the world. He was just having fun.

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.

Neither art nor sex need to serve some higher purpose. They can just be art and sex.

The purpose of poetry is to awaken us to all the things that matter in life.

Earth keeps turning but it never says why.

What is the point of writing? What is the point of anything? You do it, that's all.

Whether life has meaning or purpose is irrelevant. What matters is that one has things one likes to do.

Meaning and purpose are not important. What matters is that one has things one loves to do.