Quotes About Existence

I've had a couple of ghost experiences, but I'm not a big fan of the spiritual side of things, of the ghost type thing. I don't know why; maybe it freaks me out a bit, or I'm more into tangible, physical beings rather than things that can pass through walls.

The world belongs to no one. There are very few people who fit into the world. And part of the struggle of every human life is to somehow claim a place on the planet, but it's at the forefront of the experience of the wandering race. The wandering people.

If people want to find me, they can. They'll see a middle-aged woman wandering around the grocery store, looking to see what to buy for dinner.

Maybe it sounds like I'm splitting hairs here but I don't wanna perform for a living, I wanna live for a living.

I want to go to Heaven, and I don't want to come back. I don't wanna come back and be a baby, and be a teenager again. Oh my God, no! No, I don't want to be a teenager again. It's too awkward.

I wanted to live deep and suck out all the marrow of life, to live so sturdily and Spartanlike as to put to rout all that was not life.

People wanted Bitcoin to live so much, they basically willed it back into existence. That showed me how passionate this community was about it.

Well, acting itself is a form of rebellion, always. Getting up there in front of people, telling stories - you're kind of going against the grain to begin with, wanting to do that, don't you think? Why else would you do it? Except maybe as kind of a way to affirm your very existence.

The universe doesn't owe us condolence or consolation; it doesn't owe us a nice warm feeling inside.

We're living in primate heaven. We're warm, dry, we're not hungry, we don't have fleas and ticks and infections. So why are we so miserable?

I'm less of a 'Star Wars' fan, with googley monsters, than actually how do we bend this reality out, and how many other realities exist?

I believe that there is good. I believe there is evil. Do I believe that they come from God who is watching us conduct myriad never-ending wars and looks benignly on because there's higher purpose to all of this? I don't think so.

I have always been very wary of what would happen when I die. I feel I would die every day, and that thought sometimes made me more aware that I am alive.

But, look, Washington is a town that creates myths for its own existence and its own amusement, and I was a subject of myth, sort of like Grendel in Beowulf - you know, not seen very often but often talked about.

But are you finding monastic history a very compelling reason to live?" "I'm not human," he said. "I don't require a reason to live. Living is my default condition." I couldn't help it; I laughed, and teas weleld in my eyes. That answer was quintessentially Orma, distilled to his elemental Orma-ness.

If I could keep a single moment for all time, that would be the one. I became the very air; I was full of stars.

Haven't you always been more than yourself? Haven't we all? We are none of us just one thing.

For a moment Tess imagined she didn't exist. It was surprisingly soothing.

But are you finding monastic history a very compelling reason to live?" "I'm not human," he said. "I don't require a reason to live. Living is my default condition." I couldn't help it; I laughed, and tears welled in my eyes. That answer was quintessentially Orma, distilled to his elemental Orma-ness.

You were naming my life, which is similar but not identical to saving. We name something to make it real, to give it meaning. You can name my life and I might still die. Those aren't mutually exclusive.

We name something to make it real, to give it meaning.

I—I value your continued existence.

She couldn't explain it except with the word: there . She was there. Present in herself. She wasn't always, so it was worth remarking upon.

You are all that is left of Lynn. Her own people won't even say her name. I... I value your continued existence." I could not speak. He had pierced me to my very heart.