Quotes About Existence

The moment of the rose and the moment of the yew-tree are of equal duration.

I have measured out my life with coffee spoons.

For I have known them all already, known them all: Have known the evenings, mornings, afternoons, I have measured out my life with coffee spoons; I know the voices dying with a dying fall Beneath the music from a farther room. So how should I presume?

There will be time, there will be time To prepare a face to meet the faces that you meet There will be time to murder and create, And time for all the works and days of hands That lift and drop a question on your plate; Time for you and time for me, And time yet for a hundred indecisions, And for a hundred visions and revisions, Before the taking of a toast and tea.

Go, go, go, said the bird: human kind Cannot bear very much reality. Time past and time future What might have been and what has been Point to one end, which is always present.

A people without religion will in the end find out that it has nothing to live for.

Time present and time past Are both perhaps present in time future, And time future contained in time past, If all time is eternally present All time is unredeemable.

Where is the Life we have lost in living?

but set down/This set down/This: were we led all that way for/ Birth or Death? There was a Birth, certainly,/We had evidence and no doubt./I had seen birth and death,/But had thought they were different; this Birth was/Hard and bitter agony for us, like Death, our death.

For him the death is now only on this side, For him, danger and safety have another meaning.

What is happening outside of the circle? And what is the meaning of happening?

If all time is eternally present, all time is unredeemable.

All this was a long time ago, I remember, And I would do it again, but set down This set down This: were we led all that way for Birth or Death?

I not a person, in a world not of persons But only of contaminating presences.

Where the the Life we have lost in living? Where is the wisdom we have lost in knowledge? Where is the knowledge we have lost in information?

You none of you understand how old you are And death will come to you as a mild surprise, A momentary shudder in a vacant room.

I had become convinced that if there was evidence of divinity in anything on earth, it was in life. Without the miracle of life, there was no God.

A world that won't forget is a world drowned in its not forgetting. Do we want a world full of unedited memory? To be human is to be finite.

What does that mean, 'real'? Amn't I real, you? If you cut me, do I not bleed? If you piss me off, will I not kick you up the arse?

Now I end my death song. I give my farewell to mountain and sky. It has been good to be alive.

A man whose wisdom is true does not sit in waiting for the world to come at him piece by piece for proving its existence!

Do you listen to the wolves, Seoman?" Jiriki asked. "It's hard n-not to." "They sing such fierce songs." The Sitha shook his head. "They are like your mortal kind. They sing of where they have been, and what they have seen and scented. They tell each other where the elk are running, and who has taken whom to mate, but mostly they are merely crying 'I am! Here I am!'

We survive. But when survival is the only goal, what do the survivors become? This

Un hombre que posee sabiduría no se sienta a esperar que el mundo aparezca ante él pedazo a pedazo para probar su existencia! Binabik