Quotes About Existence

Where's the logic in dying?

I can't imagine living in a different time," Estelle said. "Not in the future, and certainly not in the past. Can you?

How do we know that our life really happened and that we are not simply accumulating details, making it all up as we go along?

Some days I wonder how I'll get through a whole lifetime of thinking. A life that's just words, words, words, shuffling around in my head. Was I born that way?

The future when everybody changes and turns into someone different. I'll become a person I won't like at all. It won't matter because that person will have forgotten all about me. I won't exist anymore. It's worse than dying- It means my life now is not really happening.

She believed that people are born every minute of their lives, and what they are in each of those minutes is what they are completely.

Sometimes they just sit. Sometimes one turns on a radio and they listen to music, or to the news, but they don't care about the actual news, just that the radio is issuing a steadyish sound whose particulars they do not have to follow to understand what the radio is actually telling them: life is being lived. No need to be a part of it as long as you know it's streaming.

God was ejected when we traveled from the closed world to the infinite universe. We were also ejected.

We were in separate realities, fast and slow. There is no fixed reality, only objects in contrast.

No person lives in the future. The present, the present, the present. Life keeps on being that.

The thing is you keep existing whether you have a plan to do so or not, until you don't exist, and then your plans are meaningless.

Most of the things that give life its depth, meaning, and value are impervious to science.

All life has in it the dimension of the Unknown; it is a thing forever unfolding. It seems important to consider the possibility that science may have defined life too small. If we define life too small, we will define ourselves too small as well.

Much of life can never be explained but only witnessed.

Death scared me because I feared nothingness. If I had been nothing before I was born, then I could imagine that I would be nothing once I died.

Nothing makes any sense. Nothing means anything. You're born, you live, you die. That's it.

How easy to be a bird or an animal, living from day to day, unaware you're alive, unaware that one day you will die.

Those who have reached the seventh incarnation carry with them all that was learnt, suffered and experienced in the previous six. Life for them is a perpetual and unsatisfying deja vu. Nothing is new, truly interesting, truly vital. Everything has done before, even before it begins. Such a soul is said to live a 'Saturday Life

Oh, Stephen, Stephen, get used to the world -- it's a horrible place full of horrible people, but it's all there is, and we live in it, don't we? So we've just got to do as the world does, my Stephen.

our love's nothing but a drop in some vast sea of love—

Just 'cause you feel it doesn't mean it's there

I'm not living, I'm just killing time

And for a minute there, I lost my self.

I'm composed largely of what the streets and rooms look like, of how to arrive 'just' here.