如果用一句话概括读这本书的感受，那就是：

抱着寻找人生意义问题的答案为目的，被加缪灌了好大一碗鸡汤。

思想锐利的人的特点，就是能够用精炼的语言，将普通人在混沌中思考的那些模棱两可的问题，精准地抽象出来 ——— 加缪说：

“真正的哲学问题只有一个，就是自杀。”

如果人生有意义，它就值得活下去，否则这个人就该自杀。

而荒谬感，就产生于一个幕景的崩塌，你突然意识到自己是推石头的西西弗斯的瞬间。

This divorce between man and his life, the actor and his setting, is properly the feeling of absurdity.

Therefore, here comes eluding, and a typical act of that is hope.

Hope of another life one must “deserve” or trickery of those who live not for life itself but for some great idea that will transcend it, refine it, give it a meaning, and betray it.

Religions, beliefs, and stories derived across all age to fulfill this hope.

It is not negligible that there is a small group, or could be the majority, of people who believe in neither of the stories for hope nor the meaning of life.

..it must be said that of the thinkers who refused a meaning to life none…admitted his logic to the point of refusing that life.

A healthy and rational man must have questioned that or thought of suicide at some point in his life but somehow it went to a stop. I myself is getting closer to this type which I’d call a “walking dead”.

That’s probably a difference between philosophers and ordinary men: they never stop but keep bringing clarities to those obscures every man wonders.