Quotes About Existence

Somewhere between the fact we know and the anxiety we feel is the reality we live.

Your blood is the sea continued in your veins. We are the ocean - walking on the land

You die when you can't be real, Dolly thought. When you can't see who you are and when you cannot see what it.

You die when you can't be real, Dolly thought. When you can't see who you are and when you cannot see what is.

The two aliens had been held captive for at least eight years. Not much of an existence for people who know how to travel light years' distance, and had somehow done so to reach Earth." The Code Orange team were never present when the

They produced maps of those places and times showing Antarctica before it was ice-bound, and land bridges before the final dividing of the land masses which were one. They told us these maps exist today copied onto the skins of antelopes in our

We are all burnt by ultraviolet rays. We all contain water in about the same ratio as Earth does, and salt water in the same ratio that the oceans do. We are poems about the hyperobject Earth.

Beauty is a nonviolent experience of near death, a warning that one is fragile, like everything else in the universe.

Being a person means never being sure that you're one.

Beauty is how objects end. Beauty is death.

I call this double truth of a thing its fragility, the inner fragility of a thing is why a thing can exist at all. Fragility is also why anything at all can happen. Existence is incompleteness. This fragility is activated in what is called destruction.

Death is powerful and compelling; life is fragile and shivery.

Perhaps indifference itself is pointing to a way to care for humans and nonhumans in a less violent way- simply allowing them to exist, like pieces of paper in your hand, like a story you might appreciate- or not- for no reason.

But ultimate safety does not exist. Those who trust in such will find that hope dashed upon the very rock behind which they seek to hide.

What is this heart? If I tear open that chest of yours, will I see it there? If I smash open that skull of yours, will I see it there? ~ulquiorra

Sanity? Sorry, I don't ever remember having something like that before.

Hearts, you say? You Humans are always so quick to speak of such things. As though you carry your hearts in the very palms of your hands. But this eye of mine perceives all. There is nothing that it overlooks. If this eye cannot see a thing, then it does not exist. That is the assumption under which I have always fought. What is this heart? If I tear open that chest of yours, will I see it there? If I smash open that skull of yours, will I see it there?

If such a thing called happiness exists in this world, it should be something which resembles the limitless nothingness. Nihility is having nothing and having nothing to lose. If that isn't happiness, then what is?

No world exists without sacrifice. Do we not realize that we call this hell where ash floats upon a sea of blood, the world

There is nothing.. in you.. and in me..

We are like fireworks…rising, shining and finally…scattering and fading. So until that moment comes when we vanish like fireworks…let us sparkle brightly…always.

There is no meaning to our world. There is no meaning to those of us living there. We meaningless beings ponder the world, though the realization of meaningless itself means nothing.

We are all born dead. The end exists beafore anything begins. If living is a constant quest for awareness, the awareness we gain at the end is the real goal. In other words, death is the discovery and complete understanding of the end. We are not permitted to seek awareness. Those that cannot transcend death will not find awareness in anything.

It's meaningless to just live. It's meaningless to just fight. I want to win.