Quotes About Existence

No time is entirely present,

But I did not go back to sleep. I stayed awake and I thought: We all live with people—and places—and things—that we have given great weight to. But we are weightless, in the end.

And mentally, I don't believe, really, that I am one bit more out of my head than any other creature here on earth.

He believed, you know, that it takes a material body, a spiritual body, and a soul, to make a man. Death is simply the slipping off of the outer body, as a husk slips off from its kernel. The deathless frame stands ready then for the soul's untrammeled occupation.

Past and future to him were the realities; the present dull, meaningless, only significant if, as now, going back along the sands, he could say to himself: 'Later on, I shall remember.

In the mirror,' she thought, 'he sees something unreal - he sees the opinion of the world, is driven by fear of the world and judges me by the world's standards. But the world isn't real. It has no existence. Mr. Taylor is real - or was until this morning - and I am real, but what is Roddy? He is just a man looking into a mirror watching his own face growing angrier.

We are complete in the womb itself, she thought in terror. We only unfold.

He told himself that it would soon be over: then he saw that tomorrow loomed, too, and – such was his mood – all the days of his life.

They take them from the plants and animals or the elements. Still Waters, Gentle Breeze, pah. Why not Dead Deer, or Rutting Ehat?

Days? Had it only been days? Does the heart count days, or even hours?

In a strange way, I had fallen in love with my depression. Dr. Sterling was right about that. I loved it because I thought it was all I had. I thought depression was the part of my character that made me worthwhile. I thought so little of myself, felt that I had such scant offerings to give to the world, that the one thing that justified my existence at all was my agony.

Shall we ever see the 10 million things of the universe simultaneously in order to be the all? I am convinced that to live is to travel towards the world's end.

It is enjoyed by millions of souls to-day—this great prize of life. I for one declare that for every day of misery in my existence I have had a week of joy and happiness. For every hour of pain, I have had a day of pleasure. For every moment of worry, an hour of content.

Our bodies are our essential connection to life.

Once upon a time there was what there was, and if nothing had happened there would be nothing to tell.

The only thing that scares me more than space aliens is the idea that there aren't any space aliens. We can't be the best that creation has to offer. I pray we're not all there is. If so, we're in big trouble.

In the beginning there was nothing. God said, "Let there be light!" And there was light. There was still nothing, but you could see it a whole lot better.

The only thing that scares me more than space aliens is the idea that there aren't any space aliens. We can't be the best that creation has to offer. I pray we're not all there is. If so, we're in big trouble.

In the beginning there was nothing. God said, 'Let there be light!' And there was light. There was still nothing, but you could see it a whole lot better.

The secret things belong unto the Lord our God: but those things which are revealed belong unto us and to our children forever." Deuteronomy 29:29. Just how God accomplished the work of creation he has never revealed to men; human science cannot search out the secrets of the Most High. His creative power is as incomprehensible as his existence.

For what was the great controversy permitted to continue throughout the ages? Why was it that Satan's existence was not cut short at the outset of his rebellion? It was that the universe might be convinced of God's justice in His dealing with evil; that sin might receive eternal condemnation.

I'm not interesting. I'm a cliché inside a self-fulfilling prophecy inside a stereotype. I just let it happen. I don't fight it. I'm too busy being alive.

Forever has no meaning when you're living in the moment. I wasn't ready for that moment to end.

I was a lowly puddle of plasma, trading "I am alive" for a vague "I tend to exist" and weeping for joy over the sheer revelation.