Quotes About Existence

I sometimes wonder . . ." She shrugged. "I mean, what if everyone's lied about death? What if there is no Fade, but instead you're just stuck in your body forever, conscious but unable to move?" Great. She'd wanted to try to lighten the mood. Nice. Try. "Well, bodies do . . ." He cleared his throat. "You know, rot.

You wanted to live." "No," he shot back. "I was afraid of dying.

It's not about the things. It's about your place in this world. It's the space you declare as yours emotionally and spiritually.

Still, she felt as though she mattered, and not just in some ephemeral emotional sense, but in a nuts-and-bolts, chassis, gas-tank kind of way.

Her breath was painfully short, and each impotent draw of her rib cage convinced her as nothing else could that life was about suffering more than it was about joy. There had been too many of these moments, too many times the pain and fear took over, too many dark shadows that didn't just lurk, but sucked out all the illumination from the night in which she existed.

Destiny was as uncaring and influential as the wind to a flag, carrying the fabric of an individual's existence this way and that, subjecting that which it rocked to its whims without an inquiry as to what the banner may have desired. Or may have prayed for.

Se qualcun altro avesse voluto percepire il senso di infinito del tempo e dell'esistenza, quello che doveva fare era guardare il cielo notturno e sentire i propri cari che ricambiavano lo sguardo. Era la grande dualità dell'unione e della separazione.

Se qualcun altro avesse voluto percepire il senso di infinito del tempo e dell'esistenza, quello che doveva fare era guardare il cielo notturno e sentire i propri cari che ricambiavano lo sguardo. Era la grande dualità dell'unione e della separazione.

John la miró a los ojos y enseguida se sintió transportado a otro plano de la existencia. Tal vez sí que existía el paraíso, y si no, puesto que existía Xhex, ¿a quién le importaba el cielo? Lo único que John sabía era que Xhex y él estaban juntos en ese momento y que el resto del mundo había perdido interés. ¿Sería posible enamorarse dos veces de la misma persona?, se preguntó.

Se qualcun altro avesse voluto percepire il senso di infinito del tempo e dell'esistenza, quello che doveva fare era guardare il cielo notturno e sentire i propri cari che ricambiavano lo sguardo. Era la grande dualità dell'unione e della separazione. Tratto da Le Ombre di J.R.Ward

You know, like that old Catch 42 expression that stands for the meaning of life is that in the end you always get screwed.

And to live even a few seconds longer, [...] was infinitely better than to die a moment earlier

We exist with a wind whispering inside and our moon flexing. Amid the ducts, inside the basilica of bones.

We are a singularity that makes music out of noise because we must hurry. We make a harvest of loneliness and desiring in the blank wasteland of the cosmos.

The world was a bad joke dreamed up by the Almighty on an off-day. I've always felt myself that he probably had a hangover that morning.

the universe is not plagued by intentions and purpose.

It'll come, Jack- and in his countenance you saw he meant just death- What'll be with it? Maybe you gotta know a lot of people in Heaven to make life succeed. It'll come. You don't have to know a soul to know what I know- to expect what I'm expecting-to feel yourself alive and dying in your chest every minute of the livelong day- When you're young you wanta cry, when you're old you wanta die. But that's too deep for you know, Ti mon Pousse

The closer you get to real matter, rock air fire and wood, boy, the more spiritual the world is.

Maybe that's what life is... a wink of the eye and winking stars.

All human beings are also dream beings. Dreaming ties all mankind together.

Let the mind beware, that though the flesh be bugged, the circumstances of existence are pretty glorious.

Thinking of the stars night after night I begin to realize 'The stars are words' and all the innumerable worlds in the Milky Way are words, and so is this world too. And I realize that no matter where I am, whether in a little room full of thought, or in this endless universe of stars and mountains, it's all in my mind.

Love is all.

I didn't know what to say. I felt like crying, Goddammit everybody in the world wants an explanation for your acts and for your very being.