I'm an Absurdist, so I fundamentally disagree with that statement. I didn't use to be an Absurdist, however, as I was actually a nihilist for quite a few years. The book that changed my views was "The Myth of Sisyphus" by Albert Camus; I do suspect I was an Absurdist all along, I just called it 'optimistic nihilism.

Albert Camus, in his book, talks about how life is without inherent meaning. He states. But he believes that learning to live with this fact is an essential part of life;

“To work and create 'for nothing', to sculpture in clay, to know that one's creation has no future, to see one's work destroyed in a day while being aware that fundamentally this has no more importance than building for centuries- this is the difficult wisdom that absurd thought sanctions. Performing these two tasks simultaneously, negating on one hand and magnifying on the other, is the way open to the absurd creator. He must give the void its colors.”