In all chaos there is a cosmos, in all disorder a secret order. . . we are caught and entangled in aimless experience. . . It is a moment of collapse. . . Only when all crutches and props are broken, and no cover from the rear offers even the slightest hope of security, does it become possible for us to experience an archetype that up till then had lain hidden. . . this is the archetype of meaning.
I was not allowed to take notes but my friend and I memorised those two and a half pages. Most people talked to me because of the warning. They knew this book was not going to be the official line.