Quotes About Existence

People are all imitations of monkeys Gods are all imitations of humans

For me, life and death are very important themes

Happiness is endless hapiness, innocent of its own sure passing. Pain is endless pain.

You just go from day to day and before you know it fifty years are up.

Entrapped by the image, contemporary subjects come to inhabit a world without distance.

Rich got a plan for living. Poor got a plan for dying.

The dead were gone and didn't know or care what they left behind.. If the dead still lived on the surface of this earth then it was in the minds of those who remembered them...

Boredom is the very opposite of beauty and truth. Life has been sacrificed to profit, and the result is boredom on a massive scale.

Wir kommen uns klein vor unter den Sternen, aber paradoxerweise fühlen wir uns mehr bei uns. Wir sind, wer wir sind.

Governments appreciate terrorists, because they provide a good advertisement for the need for government, for its protection. They love wars, because they give government a reason for existing – to save us from the infidel.

You don't go around saying "Am I happy?" all the time, unless you're human, of course.

If ever I have the time, I'm going to write a book about beauty and pain. They're so alike in so many ways: neither of them really exist, but both of them are strong enough to override the strongest human mind and turn wisest and bravest of us all into clowns. Someone who can command beauty and pain – well, they'd have all the bases covered, as we say where I come from.

It's like the human race has been programmed for misery.

No, it's just like when you're dead and you try to remember being alive, it'll be like thinking of winter on the hottest day of the year. You'll know it's true, but you won't really believe it.

a regimen of hardship and humiliation that at least offered you the dignity of feeling like your existence bore some sort of relationship to reality, that you were no longer engaged in a game of make-believe that would consume the rest of your

Let us live for the beauty of our own reality.

Death is simple. Life is messy. Give me life, the more complicated the better.

We're making it up. The world, the universe, life, reality. Especially reality.

salvation is for the feeble, that's what I think. I don't want salvation, I want life, all of life, the miserable as well as the superb.

A book no more contains reality than a clock contains time. A book may measure so-called reality as a clock measures so-called time; a book may create an illusion of reality as a clock creates an illusion of time; a book may be real, just as a clock is real (both more real, perhaps, than those ideas to which they allude); but let's not kid ourselves - all a clock contains is wheels and springs and all a book contains is sentences.

Every day is Judgement Day. Always has been. Always will be.

At birth, we emerge from dream soup. At death, we sink back into dream soup. In between soups, there is a crossing of dry land. Life is a portage.

It is what it is. You are what you it. There are no mistakes.

To emphasize the afterlife is to deny life. To concentrate on heaven is to create hell.