On Existentialism.

I was reading Jean-Paul Sartre's treatise on the subject of existentialism, and I really enjoyed this segment:


"A man is involved in life, leaves his impression on it, and outside of that, there is nothing. To be sure, this may seem a harsh thought to someone whose life hasn't been a success. But, on the other hand, it prompts people to understand that reality alone is what counts. That dreams, expectations, and hopes warrant no more than to define a man as a disappointed dream, as miscarried hopes, as vain expectations. ["..."] What we mean then is that a man is nothing else than a series of undertakings, that he is the sum, the organization, the ensemble of the relationships which make up these undertakings. When all is said and done, what we are accused of, at bottom, is not our pessimism, but an optimistic toughness."