Είπα θα φύγω. Τώρα. Μ’ ό,τι να’ ναι: το σάκο μου τον ταξιδιωτικό

στον ώμο· στην τσέπη μου έναν Οδηγό· τη φωτογραφική μου μηχανή

στο χέρι. Βαθιά στο χώμα και βαθιά στο σώμα μου θα πάω να βρω

ποιος είμαι. Τι δίνω, τι μου δίνουν, και περισσεύει το άδικο.

You are a human being. And so you have a philosophical view of existence - whether you realise it or not. About this you have no choice. But there is a choice to be made about your philosophy, and it can be put in these terms: is your philosophy based on conscious, thoughtful and well-informed reflection? Is it sensitive to, but not chained by, the need for logical consistency? Or have you let your subconscious amass an ugly pile of unexamined prejudices, unjustified intolerances, hidden fears, doubts and implicit contradictions, thrown together by chance but integrated by yout subconscious into a kind of mongrel philosophy and fused into a single, solid weight, lika a ball and chain in the place where your mind’s wings should have grown? It is not the answer that enlightens but the question.
—  Eugene Ionesco