Quotes About Existence

Come on, Sadie. There'll always be another class. How many times can you look at something and know that everyone around you is seeing the same thing or at the very least that their brains and eyes are responding to the same phenomenon? How much proof do you ever have that we're all in the same world?

And that is the truth of any game – it can only exist at the moment it is being played. It's the same with being an actor. In the end, all we can ever know is the game that was played, in the only world that we know.

This is what time travel is. It's looking at a person and seeing them in the present and past, concurrently.

I suppose we drink and we smoke for the same reasons it is done elsewhere. We must fill our infinite days with something.

Every day, there is less of me. Today I am thoughts without words. Tomorrow I will be a body without thoughts. And so it goes.

Lei vuole morire? Perchè, se vuole morire, posso metterla sotto osservazione psichiatrica. >> << Non voglio morire>>, mormora A.J. dopo un pò. << Trovo semplicemente difficile essere sempre qui. Crede che sia pazzo? >>

El cuerpo no sintió dolor pero solo porque el cuerpo no estaba.

Não somos as coisas que colecionamos, adquirimos, lemos. Somos, enquanto estamos aqui, apenas amor. As coisas que amamos. As pessoas que amamos. E estas, acho que estas realmente continuam.

Jedes du ist ein Alter Ego

True religion is not a meditation on death, but a meditation on life.

Under slavery, African Americans led desperately constricted and frequently brutal existences. But ordinary life went on as well. For most, the average day was filled with couplings and quarreling, friendship and feuds, moments of silliness, acts of selfishness, and gestures of incredible kindness. They carved out their own worlds as best they could.

As we reach midlife, we are not prepared for the idea that time can run out on us, or for the startling truth that if we don't hurry to pursue our own definition of a meaningful existence, life can become a repetition of trivial maintenance duties.

It was like a bad dream with only one saving grace: my family thought I was dead. I suddenly felt lighter, relieved of the burden that had been placed on me as a living person. Yet, there was still someone who knew I existed, which made me feel like a real person again, not a ghost roaming the earth.

That which is grows, while that which isnot becomes.

To me, poetry is somebody standing up, so to speak, and saying, with as little concealment as possible, what it is for him or her to be on earth at this moment

I have always intended to live forever; but not until now, to live now.

Real is unreal But unreal will be real

Life is not the same as manifestations of life. Real life, or in other words the basic substance of life, should be the former and not the latter. I had gone against real life because I was simply stringing together life's manifestations, so of course I wasn't able to accurately portray life and in the end only succeeded in distorting reality.

I say it's impossible to understand the world. He says he's talking about this half-bird half-fish creature, not about the world. I say there's no difference between this half-bird half-fish creature and the world.

Reality is myself, reality is only the perception of this instant and it can't be related to another person.

Thus Buddha told the boddhisatva: the myriad phenomena are vanity, the absence of phenomena is also vanity.

It is clear that life naturally ends, and when the end comes, fear vanishes, because fear is itself a manifestation of life. On losing awareness and consciousness, life abruptly ends, and there can be no further thinking and no further meaning.

Dreams are more real than reality itself, they're closer to the self.

La verdad de la vida, es decir, la naturaleza de la vida, debe ser tal como es y no de otro modo. Si me he apartado de la verdad es porque no he expuesto mas que una serie de fenómenos de la vida que no pueden, claro está, reflejarla como es debido. El resultado es que no he hecho más que seguir un camino equivocado deformando la realidad.