Quotes About Existence

Pessoa talked about there being no escape," the bear said. "He was right.

For one human being to seek enlightenment from another is like a grain of sand on the beach seeking enlightenment from another.

At some point, Paul vaguely realized, technology had begun for him to mostly only indicate the inevitability and vicinity of nothingness. Instead

We are all dust.

Imperfection is not our personal problem - it is a natural part of existing.

There is only one world, the world pressing against you at this minute. There is only one minute in which you are alive, this minute here and now. The only way to live is by accepting each minute as an unrepeatable miracle.

This means accepting our human existence and all of life as it is. Imperfection is not our personal problem—it is a natural part of existing.

Wisdom tells me I'm nothing. Love tells me I am everything. And between the two my life flows.

I asked myself, "Who is aware right now?" I was aware only of awareness: There was no "self" to locate. There was no entity that was failing, no self that was fearful and distraught, no foothold for self-doubt. While streams of sensations and emotions were moving through my body and mind, there was no one behind the scenes who possessed them or controlled them. I could find only the endless space of awareness—formless, open, knowing.

Oh my son," sighed Ama. "I was talking to the shadows of the pomegranate trees. At least they will be here when we are all gone.

Vår stutte tid blir her.

In between the 'no more' and the 'not yet', we may say, lies the eternally present and equally eternally absent'time zone' called'now'.

I knew now there was no such thing as a biblioblackhole. Everything written truly lived. Every real word. Every real story. You had to find your words. You had to find your story.

Instinctively, we assume that objects exist separate from the mind, but any investigation of objects necessarily involves the mind in some way, so knowledge always has a subjective element. We know there is a pen because we experience the pen. Thus, no object of knowledge exists apart from the mind experiencing it.

As long as there is consciousness, these two potentials exist—the potential to become enlightened and the potential to suffer.

Mind is mere experience—it is not matter; therefore its cause must be the same.

we are borne along by these four different kinds of sufferings: birth, aging, sickness, and death. Our life starts with birth, which is full of pain and suffering, and ends with death, which is also suffering. Between these two, whether our life is short or long, sickness and aging keep punishing us. We are drowning in the currents of these four rivers, tossed around by strong waves.

Conditioned existence refers to the pervasive way our lives, including our body and our thoughts, arise in dependence on contaminated past actions.

It is vital that we are clear that the Prasangika Madhyamaka masters are not denying the existence of self, body, pain, table, and so on; they are arguing that the mind apprehends these things as if they have inherent nature, which they do not.

We are ignorant of the fundamental nature of the way things exist, and we feel anxiety because of this.

Je le sais désormais, en tant que lecteur, il faut faire confiance à l'auteur, au poète. Ils savent comment s'y prendre pour nous extirper de notre vie ordinaire et nous envoyer tanguer dans un autre monde dont nous n'avions même pas soupçonné l'existence. C'est ce que font les auteurs de talent. C'est ce que me fit M. Baudelaire.

If that type of bad God did exist, then we could go on living in good health. If we could push the responsibility for our misery onto God, then we would have that much more peace of mind, wouldn't we?

In actuality, there's nothing to do about a useless, recurring depression. A person could become disconsolate or angry. Even if they're enraged enough to punch something, they won't find a target. A huge organization... they wish that some huge, evil organization existed. That becomes our dream...

The tree is untouched by whatever worries we humans fret over. I think about how it was here before I was born and it will be here after we're all gone. Maybe this should make me sad, but it doesn't.