In a universe that is suddenly deprived of illusions and of light, man feels a stranger. His is an irremediable exile. . . . This divorce between man and his life, the actor and his settting, truly constitutes the feeling of Absurdity.
The Myth of Sisyphus (1942). Albert Camus
"Nothing happens, nobody comes, nobody goes, it's awful."
Waiting for Godot(1955). Samuel Beckett
no truth, no value, no meaning...
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