Quotes About Existence

Ruth. If I die tomorrow, I'll be dead. But while I'm here, I want to be alive. One or the other. Not the state you're in.

That's what I believe, God exists. God is there. But God doesn't decide what happens here on earth; we do. God gave us free will and we have to use it." ~Zvi

We are alive, but what is left of us?

I only wish to be gone. Therefore, I AM.

Life is all we have, and if we can't look at it honestly, are we really living?

The Ego is the "container" for our life. The Ego creates a boundary between us and everything else and mediates our relationship with the world.

It's hard work being a person, you have to do it every single day.

Dissonance is disquieting because to hold two ideas that contradict each other is to flirt with absurdity, and, as Albert Camus observed, we are creatures who spend our lives trying to convince ourselves that our existence is not absurd. At the heart of it, Festinger's theory is about how people strive to make sense out of contradictory ideas and lead lives that are, at least in their own minds, consistent and meaningful.

What is it then? Life? When it is only agony, why not take it? Is that not the kinder thing?

Sometimes things are neither this nor that, neither good nor bad. Sometimes they just are what they are.

Ah, yes, my—partners." "Misters Wickham and Clyde?" Eugene Harley Esq. cleared his throat. "They don't exist—or rather, not as human beings." "I beg your pardon?" "Those are the names of my cats.

Nicht gesehen, nicht erkannt zu werden, unsichtbar zu sein für andere, ist wirklich die existentiellste Form der Missachtung.

I stay in that state of mind for the next couple of days, in the places that only exist in the past. The things you can't undo get lodged in the darkest corners of your mind, where nothing ever seems to get solved, just recycled into new anxiety.

Nothing is certain, but if nothing is certain, how can we be certain that nothing is certain?

The Wilders, of course, paid no attention to her exuberance, continuing to live a frugal existence among their pigs and hens, entertained by a self-re-newing circle of farm cats and their preternaturally gifted Airedale terrier, Nero, who would sit politely at the dinner table like a member of the family, eating off his own plate.

We don't come from places. We come from time. From traumatic moments that cannot be undone.

Being alive is nothing without being able to live.

I live for living

And death is simple. Life is what's complicated

what a horrible thing your body is, the way it's doomed from day one, your fate is death no matter what you do.

you're a butterfly and butterflies are free to fly, fly away, high away, bye-bye), and I follow her each day because you are not a butterfly as long as she exists. You are not free to fly, fly away because she is a dangerous fucking pervert, photographing you, coveting you. Is there anything sicker than photographing someone while she's sleeping?

cry. He knew that the light from stars was light that was dead already, that what you were seeing was the past, not your present, and certainly not your future.

Our identity as God's image bearers casts in cement a fundamental equality, dignity, and purpose among all human beings--truth that if embraced and acted on would make the world a better place. But this is just hors d'oeuvres. For God isn't just giving us existence, exceedingly high rank, and the whole world too, which in itself is a lot to absorb. He is giving us himself!

One can live without having survived