{"quotes":[{"text":"A random act of violence,' his mother called it. 'A totally senseless thing.' Unnecessary qualifiers, he sometimes wants to tell her, as the universe is random and senseless place.","author":"Thomas Pierce","tags":["life","randomness","senselessness","universe","violence"],"id":7944,"author_id":"Thomas+Pierce"},{"text":"Wise men have interpreted dreams, and the gods have laughed.","author":"H.P. Lovecraft","tags":["dreams","futility","interpretation","interpretation-of-dreams","meaning","senselessness"],"id":75937,"author_id":"H.P.+Lovecraft"},{"text":"Espere' in Spanish, is the one word covering two meanings: 'waiting' and 'hoping'. If life, however, offers no expectation or prospect, waiting represents time 'wasted”. Waiting needs a future. If not, time is condemned to be 'killed'. In the event that we are lost in a gap of boredom and despair, we are driven back in a vacuum of senselessness and deadlocked in a point of nothingness. We are, so therefore, bound to watch the agony of 'time'. ('Waiting for a place behind the geraniums ' ).","author":"Erik Pevernagie","tags":["agony","boredom","bound","condemned","deadlocked","despair","driven","expectation","future","gap","geraniums","hoping","killed","life","lost","meanings","need","nothingness","point","prospect","senselessness","spanish","therefore","time","vacuum","waiting","wasted","watch","word"],"id":80967,"author_id":"Erik+Pevernagie"},{"text":"Ah! Listen the song of storm from my disturbed soul;and it scatters flower buds into its lonely halls;like every pain needs a dirge,with wreaths that awful the world framed one for me,and gives the time it calls.","author":"Nithin Purple","tags":["awful","bitter-thoughts","blood","buds","catter","deathnote","dirge","flower","garland","last-days","lifelost","lonely","nithinpurplequotes","pain","poesy","pounding","quotes","senselessness","society","society-denial","soul","soul-searching-poison","storm","suffering","suicide","suicidial","throbs","time-travel","traveling","venusandcrepuscle","venuslover","visionary","world","wreath"],"id":127381,"author_id":"Nithin+Purple"},{"text":"Grief ... Gives life a permanently provisional feeling. It doesn't seem worth starting anything. I can't settle down. I yawn, I fidget, I smoke too much. Up till this I always had too little time. Now there is nothing but time. Almost pure time, empty successiveness.","author":"C.S. Lewis","tags":["emptiness","grief","senselessness","time"],"id":170530,"author_id":"C.S.+Lewis"},{"text":"To talk about the senselessness of the battle was to attribute sense to war itself.","author":"Sten Nadolny","tags":["battle","senselessness","war"],"id":208045,"author_id":"Sten+Nadolny"},{"text":"There are many shades in the danger of adventures and gales, and it is only now and then that there appears on the face of facts a sinister violence of intention- that indefinable something which forces it upon the mind and the heart of a man, that this complication of accidents or these elemental furies are coming at him with a purpose of malice, with a strength beyond control, with an unbridled cruelty that means to tear out of him his hope and his fear, the pain of his fatigue and his longing for rest: which means to smash, to destroy, to annihilate all he has seen, known, loved, enjoyed, or hated; all that is priceless and necessary- the sunshine, the memories, the future,- which means to sweep the whole precious world utterly away from his sight by the simple and appalling act of taking his life.","author":"Joseph Conrad","tags":["death-where-is-they-sting","depression","disaster","fear-no-evil","fear-of-death","mortality","murder","no-rhyme-or-reason","psalm-23","reason-or-rhyme","senselessness","storms","valley-of-the-shadow-of-death"],"id":212070,"author_id":"Joseph+Conrad"},{"text":"His urbane brain cut the most magnificent capers, as, chloroformed by fatigue, it directed its incoming perceptions along the most absurd paths and enjoyed the utter senselessness of its associations.","author":"Gerhard Roth","tags":["absurdity","fatigue","imagination","senselessness"],"id":216802,"author_id":"Gerhard+Roth"},{"text":"The worst fear of the race yes, the world suddenly transformed into a senseless nightmare, horrible dissolution of things. Nothing compares, even oblivion is a sweet dream. You understand why, of course. Why this peculiar threat. These brooding psyches, all the busy minds everywhere. I hear them buzzing like flies in the blackness. I see them as glow worms flitting in the blackness. They are struggling, straining every second to keep the sky above them, to keep the sun in the sky, to keep the dead in the earth-to keep all things, so to speak, where they belong. What an undertaking! What a crushing task! Is it any wonder that they are all tempted by a universal vice, that in some dark street of the mind a single voice whispers to one and all, softly hissing, and says: 'Lay down your burden.' Then thoughts begin to drift, a mystical magnetism pulls them this way and that, faces start to change, shadows speak... Sooner or later the sky comes down, melting like wax. But as you know, everything has not yet been lost: absolute terror has proved its security against this fate. Is it any wonder that these beings carry on the struggle at whatever cost?","author":"Thomas Ligotti","tags":["blackness","burden","busyness","dream","fear","illusion","nightmare","reality","security","senselessness","struggle","terror"],"id":308784,"author_id":"Thomas+Ligotti"},{"text":"That is all very senseless, but this senselessness has a pretty mouth, and it smiles.","author":"Robert Walser","tags":["senselessness","truth"],"id":411028,"author_id":"Robert+Walser"}],"pagination":{"page":1,"page_size":10,"total":14,"pages":2,"next":"?page=2\u0026page_size=10"}}