Quotes About Existence

Rejection and privilege, happiness and woe—no one felt more concretely than Yakov how interchangeable opposites are, how short the step from one pole of human existence to the other.

When we study, discuss, analyze a reality, we analyze it as it appears in our mind, in our memory. We know reality only in the past tense. We do not know it as it is in the present, in the moment when it's happening, when it is. The present moment is unlike the memory of it. Remembering is not the negative of forgetting. Remembering is a form of forgetting. [...] We die without knowing what we have lived.

The entire human species has good reason to go down into the streets and shout 'We are all writers!' For everyone is pained with the thought of disappearing, unheard, and unseen into an indifferent universe and because of that, everyone wants, wither there's still time, to turn himself into a universe of words.

Nunca se pode saber o que se deve querer, pois só se tem uma vida e não se pode nem compará-la com as vidas anteriores nem corrigi-la nas vidas posteriores.

The brevity of his life makes the sky a dark lid against which he will forever crack his head, to fall back onto earth, where everything alive eats and can be eaten.

Cada possibilidade nova que tem a existência, até a menos provável, transforma a existência inteira.

gülmek, derinlemesine yaÅŸamakt?r.

Una belleza no intencional. Sí. También podría decirse: la belleza como error. Antes de que la belleza desaparezca por completo del mundo, existirá aún durante un tiempo como error. La belleza como error es la última fase de la historia de la belleza.

Bu dünyada gençlik ve güzelliÄŸin bir anlam? yoktu; birbirinin t?pat?p eÅŸi, ruhlar? görünmez olmuÅŸ bedenlerle dolu uçsuz bucaks?z bir toplama kamp?ndan baÅŸka bir ÅŸey deÄŸildi yaÅŸad???m?z dünya.

Pravda, u stvari, i ne treba da nas previše zanima. Pravda nije ljudska stvar. Postoji pravda slijepih i krutih zakona, a osim nje možda i neka viša pravda, ali tu ja ne razumijem. Uvijek mi se ?inilo da na ovom svijetu živim izvan pravde. Pravda me se ne ti?e. Pravda je nešto izvan mene i iznad mene. Kako god se uzme, nešto neljudsko. Nikad ne?u sura?ivati s tom odvratnom silom.

Her drama was no drama of heaviness but of lightness. What fell to her lot was not the burden but the unbearable lightness of being

If God's masons built real walls, I doubt we'd be able to destroy them. But instead of walls all I see is backdrops, sets. And sets are made to be destroyed.

If every second of our lives recurs an infinite number of times, we are nailed to eternity as Jesus Christ was nailed to the cross

We can never know what to want, because living only one life, we can neither compare it with our precious lives nor perfect it in our lives to come

DehÅŸet bir ÅŸoktur, mutlak bir körleÅŸmenin zaman?. DehÅŸette en ufak güzellik yoktur. Bütün görebildiÄŸimiz bizi bekleyen bir olay?n gelip geçici ?????d?r. Öte yandan, hüzün olacaklar? bildiÄŸimizi varsayan bir tav?rd?r." Varolman?n Dayan?lmaz HafifliÄŸi

Quanto mais pesado o fardo, mais próxima da terra está a nossa vida, e mais ela é real e verdadeira. Por outro lado, a ausência total de fardo faz com que o ser humano se torne mais leve do que o ar, com que ele voe, se distancie da terra, do ser terrestre, faz com que ele se torne semi-real, que seus movimentos sejam tão livres quanto insignificantes. Então, o que escolher? O peso ou a leveza?

What is unbearable in life is not being, but being one's self. To live, there is no happiness there. Living: carrying around the world one's painful self. But being, being is happiness. Being: to transform into a fountain, a stone basin in which the universe descends like a lukewarm rain - Postface by François Ricard, translated from French

Nel vivere non c'è alcuna felicità. Vivere: portare il proprio io dolente per il mondo. Ma essere, Essere è felicità. Essere: trasformarsi in una fontana, in una vasca di pietra, nella quale l'universo cade come una tiepida pioggia.

Çünkü herkes ilgisiz bir evren içinde görülüp iÅŸitilmeden yokolup gideceÄŸi düÅŸüncesiyle ac? çekmektedir. Bu yüzden, daha vakit varken, kendisini sözcüklerden oluÅŸan bir evrene dönüÅŸtürmek ister.

Love is the glorification of the present

La historia es igual de leve que una vida humana singular, insoportablemente leve, leve como una pluma, como el polvo que flota, como aquello que mañana ya no existirá.

There is no perfection, only life

I never forgot that, because, though I was only a child, something seemed to become clear to me: this is existence as such confronting time as such; and that confrontation, I understood, is named boredom.

Muss es sein? Es muss sein!