Quotes About Existence

But that's what thinking is, says Ona. And thinking is one of the things we want to be free to do. The things we know to exist or to be true don't require us to dwell on them.

People here just can't wait to die, it seems. It's the main event. The only reason we're not all snuffed at birth is because that would reduce our suffering by a lifetime.

Nothing happens in my life. Nothing has to happen, she said, for it to be life. Well, I said, I'll try. No, Yoli, said Elf, better than that. She yanked on my arms. Please. You have to. I'm counting on you.

He would be admitting to himself that life has suddenly become very short, very precious, that soon he'll no longer exist, that it'll be over. Of course he knew that, we know that, we say it, but to really, really know it, to be certain of it, is more than he can be right now. His bed is safe. Sleep is easy. He's not a stupid man.

Nomi: someday you'll be gone, you'll be dust, and then even less than dust. Nothing. There's no other place to be. This world is good enough for you because it has to be. Go ahead and love it.

Mi smo vremenom prožeti, a ono tek po nama ima svoj smisao.

Ja vjerujem u ?isto?u umjetni?ke spoznaje, kao u još jedinu ?isto?u koja nam je preostala u ovom životinjstvu oko nas!

Faith is an expression of the fact that we exist so that the infinite God can dwell in us and work through us for the well-being of the whole creation.

There is a reason God limits our days.' 'Why?' 'To make each one precious.

It's not contagious, you know. Death is as natural as life. It's part of the deal we made.

Dying is only one thing to be sad over. Living unhappily is something else.

We all have the same beginning - birth - and we all have the same end - death. So how different can we be?

Time, the Captain said, is not what you think. He sat down next to Eddie. Dying? Not the end of everything. We think it is. But what happens on earth is only the beginning.

The world is full of stories, but the stories are all one.

The length of your days does not belong to you.

Everything man does today to be efficient, to fill the hour? It does not satisfy. It only makes him hungry to do more. Man wants to own his existence. But no one owns time. When you are measuring life, you are not living it.

We fear loneliness, Annie, but loneliness itself does not exist. It has no form. It is merely a shadow that falls over us. And just as shadows die when light changes, the sadness can depart once we see the truth. What's the truth? Annie asked. That the end of loneliness is when someone needs you. The old woman smiled. And the world is so full of need.

Yet all around you, timekeeping is ignored. Birds are not late. A dog does not check its watch. Deer do not fret over passing birthdays. Man alone measures time. Man alone chimes the hour. And because of this, man alone suffers a paralyzing fear that no other creatures endures. A fear of time running out.

All who are born are always dying.

Man wants to own his existence. But no one owns time.

Soon man will count all his days, and then smaller segments of the day, and then smaller still—until the counting consumes him, and the wonder of the world he has been given is lost.

The universe is too grand and harmonious to believe it's all an accident.

I lived, Dor said, but I was not alive.

Not aging is not the same as living