Absurdity is the ecstasy of intellectualism.

Absurdity is any statement of belief manifestly inconsistent with one's own behavior.

Absurdity is one of the most human things about us: a manifestation of our most advanced and interesting characteristics.

Absurdity is the passion of salvation.

Ambiguity is in our nature. People are concrescences of ambiguity.

Ambiguity is the devil's volleyball.

Ambiguity is a loss of any sensitivity to the distinction between genuine understanding and superficial chatter.

Ambiguity is a form of inauthenticity (structured temporally by the present) characterized by the inability to tell what is idle talk or mere curiosity, and what is indeed deep.

Chaos is what erupts when he-who-lives-in-a-glass-house invites he-who-is-without-sin for dinner.

Chaos is is, in its positive guise, possibility itself, the source of ideas, the mysterious realm of gestation and birth.

Chaos is is, as the unknown, symbolically associated with the feminine. This is partly because all the things we have come to know were born, originally, of the unknown, just as all beings we encounter were born of mothers.

Chaos is is, along with order, the components of the eternal, transcendent environment of the living.