Quotes About Existence

How could something have no end, and if it had no end exactly where did it leave us?

Speaking the words aloud so they would exist in the world and begin to become real.

Everything important originated with nothingness.

The calcium in your bones came from a star. We are all made from recycle bits and pieces of the universe. This matters because origins matter.

Trying is not the same as being. Trying flies in a circle around the moment and *being* is inside of it.

The truth is that life itself is brutally, obscenely unfair. Consider all those other millions of sperm cells that were just as good as the one that resulted in you, and where are they now? Dead, nowhere.

We can continue to live exactly as we do right now, in a heavy lidded state of love and unspeakable compromise. Isn't that what people do? Every day? Don't they ache but rename it tired?

Motion, according to him, is an illusion, because we can demonstrate that it does not actually exist; the same for the multiplicity of existing things, which are in his logic, a single being, infinite, eternal, unchangeable. Like Heraclitus, Parmenides too, had his radical disciple, named Zeno. The latter had the habit of telling two stories to prove the inexistence of motion.

Joy is the goal of existence, and joy is not to be stumbled upon, but to be achieved, and the act of treason is to let its vision drown in the swamp of the moment's torture.

What is man? He's just a collection of chemicals with delusions of grandeur.

I am. I think. I will.

Achieving life is not the equivalent of avoiding death.

I know not if this earth on which I stand is the core of the universe or if it is but a speck of dust lost in eternity. I know not and I care not. For I know what happiness is possible to me on earth. And my happiness needs no higher aim to vindicate it. My happiness is not the means to any end. It is the end. It is its own goal. It is its own purpose.

I think. I am. I will.

Only a man of integrity can possess the virtue of honesty, since only the faking of one's consciousness can permit the faking of existence.

Now look at me! Take a good look! I was born and I knew I was alive and I knew what I wanted. What do you think is alive in me? Why do you think I'm alive? Because I have a stomach and eat and digest the food? Because I breathe and work and produce more food to digest? Or because I know what I want, and that something which knows how to want—isn't that life itself? And who—in this damned universe—who can tell me why I should live for anything but for that which I want?

When I die, I hope to go to Heaven, whatever the Hell that is.

I am, therefore I'll think

Every form of happiness if one, every desire is driven by the same motor--by our love for a single value, for the highest potentiality of our own existence--and every achievement is an expression of it.

People, he thought, were as hungry for a sight of joy as he had always been--for a moment's relief from that gray load of suffering which seemed so inexplicable and unnecessary. He had never been able to understand why men should be unhappy.

I've always thought that a feeling which changes never existed in the first place.

I need no warrant for being, and no word of sanction upon my being. I am the warrant and the sanction.

Today we have discovered the word that could not be said. I

There's so much nonsense about human inconstancy and the transience of all emotions. I've always thought that a feeling which changes never existed in the first place.