Quotes About Existence

The Meaning Of Life The reason that we're all here is that it was too crowded where we were supposed to go.

Monday is an awful way to spend 1/7 of your life.

I intend to live forever. So far, so good.

If God dropped acid, would he see people?

I have an existential map; it has 'you are here' written all over it.

If I lie down on my bed I must be here, But if I lie down in my grave I may be elsewhere.

Some are born for peace and joy Some are born for sorrow But only for a day as we Shall not be here tomorrow

There is a god in whom I do not believe Yet to this god my love stretches, This god whom I do not believe in is My whole life, my life and I am his. Everything that I have of pleasure and pain (Of pain, of bitter pain and men's contempt) I give this god for him to feed upon As he is my whole life and I am his. When I am dead I hope that he will eat Everything I have been and have not been And crunch and feed upon it and grow fat Eating my life all up as it is his. - God the Eater

If you don't like bacteria, you're on the wrong planet.

Live now, die later!

Live life and die, we will all die at a point.

Para mim, estar inocente significa não se ter nascido ou estar-se morto. Admito isto, estou pronto a reconhecer que há muitas espécies diferentes de culpa: uma culpa mais inocente do que a da maioria, e uma mais carregada, uma que transborda do sentimento da falta e outra que corre apenas gota a gota.

Te leven betekent strikt genomen niets anders dan dag voor dag zelfmoord op te schuiven.

All those days that came and went, little did I know that they were life.

All of those days that came and went - I didn't realize those were life.

The search for perfection is all good and well... But to look for heaven is to live here in hell.

These things have a life of there own and never existed when I was growing up certainly worrying when one would get made. It's kind of amazing how that one movie kept living through all these years.

no experience feels real anymore—just filtered and retouched, edited and tagged. How we create curated versions of ourselves until we don't know who we really are. How our entire species is sleepwalking toward oblivion. How survival doesn't seem like a possibility. How time doesn't feel like it's passing anymore, just running out.

You live only in the imagination of the one who created you, and have no past other than that. Your life is bright, fluttering dream, a butterfly against the sky, a spiralling petal falling down from a high branch, a falling snowflake approaching a hot coal. No more than this. You have never been alive.

Time stood still, ignored the event.

You are unbelievable at times." "Many people have thought so," Shem answered dryly, "but despite unbelief, I still exist.

I studied her beautiful features. No, this was a real person; she was not an image, not a ghost, not a fantasy.

There are too many souls in the world for any one of us to have the luxury of being unique.

He felt as if he'd somehow stepped out of time. Whatever was going on, he was slipping between its events and effects. He was beyond it, outside of it.