Ernest Hemingway
我們害怕全然空無，nada, nothingness, voidness
Why am I here?
我們的確需要一個乾淨明亮的地方來讓自己有活著的理由。
or, just to be sane.
"Last week he tried to commit suicide," one waiter said.
"Why?"
"He was in despair."
"What about?"
"Nothing?"
"I wouldn't want to be that old. An old man is a nasty thing."
(see, youth is merciless.)
"You have youth, confidence, and a job," the older waiter said."You
have everhthing."
"And what do you lack?"
"Everything but work."
"You have everything I have."
"No. I have even had confidence and I am not young."
What did her fear? It was not fear or dread. It was
a nothing that he knew too well. It was nothing and a
man was nothing too.
After all, he said to himself, it is probably only
insomnia. Many must have it.