There must be a difference between a Sisyphus who hurries to lift the boulder, despite knowing that it’s going to roll down again and a Sisyphus who – fully aware of this fact – prefers to take a nap or play with his kids before the next lifting.

The definition of the “real philosopher”? The seeker who knows a hundred reasons to be unhappy, but finds a thousand ways to be placid and content.

Life is always a victory. How can we ever fail by living, when death – the ultimate “failure” – is the only certainty?

The modern man adores individualism as long as he has freedom, health, safety and wealth, but when he loses one of them turns to the state and to others demanding compensation and support.

Even the great man’s legacy is a momentary postponement of the elimination of the memory of him, at best until the Red Giant devours poor Gaia, or – most probably – until humanity finds a way to become extinct in a previous stage.

The definition of the “ideal” philosopher, the sage? The seeker who knows a hundred reasons to be unhappy, but finds a thousand ways to be placid and content. She has the clarity of the scientist, the erudition of the teacher, the goodness of the saint.

Ideologies are sacred in normal times. But when chaos begins to reign, or when a radical change of the person’s status occurs, ideologies may be abandoned or created in a second.

A definition of Life: an emerging Order that defies the lordship of Chaos.

The human existence is an audacious chaos disturbing the Order of Cosmos.

To find a meaning or to create a meaning; there is no crucial difference as long as it takes away the unpleasant odors of the mortal existence.