Life
Find what you love and let it kill you.
The only way to deal with an unfree world is to become so absolutely free that your very existence is an act of rebellion.
In three words I can sum up everything I've learned about life: It goes on.
For the rest of the earth's organisms, existence is relatively uncomplicated. Their lives are about three things: survival, reproduction, death-and nothing else. But we know too much to content ourselves with surviving, reproducing, dying-and nothing else. We know we are alive and know we will die. We also know we will suffer during our lives before suffering-slowly or quickly-as we draw near to death. This is the knowledge weenjoyas the most intelligent organisms to gush from the womb of nature. And being so, we feel shortchanged if there is nothing else for us than to survive, reproduce, and die. We want there to be more to it than that, or to think there is. This is the tragedy: Consciousness has forced us into the paradoxical position of striving to be unself-conscious of what we are-hunks of spoiling flesh on disintegrating bones.
Get busy living or get busy dying.
You must never lower yourself to being a person you don't like.