Quotes About Existence

Ex hoc momento pendet aeternitas. (La eternidad pende de este momento) Inscripción en un Rel. De sol, Middle temple (Londres)

Forever—is composed of Nows— EMILY DICKINSON

Time ain't notbin, but time. It's a verse with no rhyme, and it all comer down to you.

RAVI ZACHARIAS ON GKC G. K. Chesterton once quipped that before you remove any fence, always ask first why it was put there in the first place. You see, every boundary set by God points to something worth protecting, and if you are to protect the wonder of existence, God's instruction book is the place to turn. A

Life is always a novel. Our existence may cease to be a song; it may cease even to be a beautiful lament. Our existence may not be an intelligible justice, or even a recognizable wrong. But our existence is still a story. In the fiery alphabet of every sunset is written, "to be continued in our next.

Sometimes they rose up inside her, these moments of fierce happiness, kindling out of their own substance like a spark igniting a mound of grass. It was a joy to be alive, a strange and savage joy, and she stood there in the warmth and destruction of it knowing it could not last.

You have a pet theory, one you have been turning over for years, that life itself is a kind of Rube Goldberg device, an extremely complicated machine designed to carry out the extremely simple task of constructing your soul.

The living carry us inside them like pearls. We survive only so long as they remember us.

There was no one alive who did not contribute his share of mystery to the world.

The days passed, as they do, and life went on.

Wir sind alle Tiere

Why shine, when there's nothing to shine on?

Vi- ett ögonblick. Det var precis vad vi var: Ett ögonblick. Ingen framtid, inget förflutet, ingenting bortom nuet.

Cuál es la diferencia entre carne complicada y metal complicado? ¿Qué es una vida? ¿Qué hace una vida? ¿La historia? ¿El tiempo? ¿Los recuerdos? ¿Los sentidos? ¿La forma en que ves las cosas? ¿Lo que ves? ¿Lo que escuchas? ¿Cómo te sientes? ¿Cómo haces cualquier cosa? ¿Cómo respiras? ¿Cómo creces? ¿Cómo piensas?

El miedo nos mantiene vivos.

that is what life is for it is better to be a part of beauty for one instant and then cease to exist than to exist forever and never be a part of beauty

The thing about perfection is that it is unknowable, it's impossible, but its also right in front of us, all the time

I am serving the purpose for which I was designed, therefore I am satisfied with my existence.

Each life is the sum total of its moments.

Right worship, the kind that is pleasing to God, acknowledges the grace that is in Jesus Christ not only with our lips but also with our lives. Christ's own sacrifice makes possible the right kind of offering and proper worship: the sacrifice of the whole of our lives, a thanksgiving existence that proceeds from a mood of gratitude. Worship

Spend your death on living.

Long ago I learned that even the most inanimate things we know of—stone, iron columns, copper pipes, gravel roads, a piece of paper—won't last very long without attention and fixing and the loan of additional order. Existence, it seems, is chiefly maintenance. What

Our existence here, he says, is a case of "not we the accidental but we the expected." Mathematician Manfred Eigen wrote in 1971, "The evolution of life, if it is based on a derivable physical principle, must be considered an inevitable process.

There is no "I" for a person, for a beehive, for a corporation, for an animal, for a nation, for any living thing. The "I" of a vivisystem is a ghost, an ephemeral shroud.