Quotes About Existence

No se puede decir más que con espanto el número de hombres que nacen, viven y mueren sin haber usado ni una sola vez su alma

Well, they will keep on saying: 'Why worry?' But what else are we here for, in heaven's name?

Je crois, je suis sûr que beaucoup d'hommes n'engagent jamais leur être, leur sincérité profonde. Ils vivent à la surface d'eux-mêmes, et le sol humain est si riche que cette mince couche superficielle suffit pour une maigre moisson, qui donne l'illusion d'une véritable destinée.

Truth exists, only lies are invented.

Truth exists, only falsehood has to be invented.

Reality can only be illuminated by a ray of poetry. Everything is sleep around us.

La santé est une façon d'aborder l'existence en se sentant non seulement possesseur ou porteur, mais aussi au besoin, créateur de valeur, instaurateur de normes vitales.

I have too much respect for the idea of God to make it responsible for such an absurd world.

What we need to question is bricks, concrete, glass, our table manners, our utensils, our tools, the way we spend our time, our rhythms. To question that which seems to have ceased forever to astonish us. We live, true, we breathe, true; we walk, we go downstairs, we sit at a table in order to eat, we lie down on a bed on order to sleep. How? Where? When? Why? Describe your street. Describe another. Compare.

We perhaps come from something more than from someone.

We) fell out of love with life for having learnt too much of death. ("At School")

We are all potentially characters in a novel--with the difference that characters in a novel really get to live their lives to the full.

There is no time machine except the human being.

We are constantly producing the past. We are factories for the past. Living past-making machines, what else? We eat time and produce the past. Even death doesn't put a stop to this. A person might be gone, but his past remains.

I have always been born.

He has no friends, no living relatives. No one to call. If we are not in someone else's memory, do we even exist at all?

Time feeds on us. We are food for time.

Sometimes—at the same time—I am a dinosaur, a fish, a bat, a bird, a single-celled organism swimming in the primordial soup, or the embryo of a mammal, sometimes I'm in a cave, sometimes in a womb, which is basically the same thing—a place protected (against time).

Uvijek je popodne kada se ne?ega sjetimo, ili je barem kod mene tako. Sve je svjetlost. Znam s fotografija da je popodnevna svjetlost najprikladnija za ekspoziciju. Popodnevna je stara svjetlost, umorna i spora. Pravi život svijeta i ?ovjeka može se opisati kroz nekoliko popodneva koja su poslijepodneva svijeta.

There's only one true identity—to be a living creature among living creatures. To be ephemeral and to value the Other, because he is ephemeral as well.

If no one remembers becomes the equivalent of If there is no God. If there is no God, Dostoyevsky said, then everything is permitted.

The question of what happens after life is question that unifies human beings.

I do not like the idea of happiness -- it is too momentary.

Guilt and fear are so intertwined that they cannot be separated. Love and guilt cannot exist simultaneously any more than love and fear can.