Quotes About Existence

I think that, when you die, you go back to where you came from before you were born. So I don't think death is a bad thing.

We tend to talk about death as if it is losing a battle, but that assumes living is winning and dying is not.

That which is cannot be true.

We all not only could know everything. We do. We just tell ourselves we don't to make it all bearable.

Man - a being in search of meaning.

It's really hard to do this life - to be a human being alone.

Man is not the lord of beings. Man is the shepherd of Being.

My belief in God is that God wants you. God wants you to believe in him, or it, whatever you would call it.

I have no beliefs of a religious kind.

People often ask me whether I believe in God. I haven't seen God. But I think that one's beliefs are one's God - and, in those terms, yes, God is there.

I believe in nothing, everything is sacred. I believe in everything, nothing is sacred.

An atheist is a man who believes himself an accident.

It's not whether I believe in God, but it's whether He believes in me.

Believing that there is no God does not mean that there isn't one.

I take comfort in the fact that it is a beautiful universe, and we belong here and that we fit. This is our home.

Your time here on this earth, it belongs to you.

Time is but the stream I go a-fishing in. I drink at it; but while I drink, I see the sandy bottom and detect how shallow it is. Its thin current slides away, but eternity remains. I would drink deeper; fish in the sky, whose bottom is pebbly with stars. THOREAU, Walden

Meditation is a way of being, not a technique.

Kabir says: Student, tell me, what is God? He is the breath inside the breath.

Here is Eliot, again from "Burnt Norton": Time past and time future Allow but a little consciousness. To be conscious is not to be in time Ã¢â'¬Â¦

Inner peace exists outside of time.

I don't want to know what time it is. I don't want to know what day it is or where I am. None of that matters.

Hours slide by like minutes. The accumulated clutter of day-to-day existence — the lapses of conscience, the unpaid bills, the bungled opportunities, the dust under the couch, the inescapable prison of your genes — all of it is temporarily forgotten, crowded from your thoughts by an overpowering clarity of purpose and by the seriousness of the task at hand.

And if I remain in the dark about our purpose here, and the meaning of eternity, I have nevertheless arrived at an understanding of a few more modest trusts: Most of us fear death. Most of us yearn to comprehend how we got here, and why - which is to say, most of us ache to know the love of our creator.