Hopelessness is despair. Yet life without hope is worth living. As Sartre's Orestes says: "Life begins on the other side of despair." But is hope perhaps resumed on the other side? It need not be. In honesty, what is there to hope for? Small hopes remain but do not truly matter. I may hope that the sunset will be clear, that the night will be cool and still, that my work will turn out well, and yet know that nine hopes out often are not even remembered a year later. How many are recalled a century hence? A billion years hence?


"Death", p. 371 - The Faith of a Heretic (1959)


Hopelessness is despair. Yet life without hope is worth living. As Sartre's Orestes says: Life begins on the other side of despair. But is hope...

Hopelessness is despair. Yet life without hope is worth living. As Sartre's Orestes says: Life begins on the other side of despair. But is hope...

Hopelessness is despair. Yet life without hope is worth living. As Sartre's Orestes says: Life begins on the other side of despair. But is hope...

Hopelessness is despair. Yet life without hope is worth living. As Sartre's Orestes says: Life begins on the other side of despair. But is hope...