Quotes About Existence

No shit, there's worse ways to be dead than dying.

Someday you will die, and until you know that, you're useless to me.

You are permanent, but this life is not.

You must realize that one day you will die. Until then you are worthless.

Do you realize that anything you can do in your lifetime will be meaningless a hundred years from now? she says.

I irritate; therefore I am.

So if reality is all a spell, and you don't really want what you think you want... If you have no free will. You don't really know what you know. You don't really love who you only think you love. What do you have left to live for?

There's that fallen heart feeling that you rushed right through the moments where you should've been paying attention. Well, get used to that feeling. That's how your whole life will feel some day. This is all practice. None of this matters. We're just warming up.

There's nothing special in the world. Nothing magic. Just physics.

You spend your entire life becoming God and then you die.

Rant said that view of time was set up so folks won't live forever. It's the planned obsolescence we've all agreed to...'Nothing says you have to swallow this,' Rant told me. 'You can always just die.

We hear the ambient noise of children singing. We hear lions and tigers roar. Hyenas laugh. Some jungle bird or howler monkey declares its existence, screeching a maniac's gibberish. Our entire world, always doing battle against the silence and obscurity of death.

You wake up, and you're nowhere. One minute was enough, Tyler said, a person had to work hard for it, but a minute of perfection was worth the effort. A moment was the most you could ever expect from perfection. You wake up, and that's enough.

You do the job you're trained to do. Pull a lever. Push a button. You don't understand any of it, and then you just die.

There isn't any real you in you, she says, Even your physical body, all your cells will be replaced within eight years.

You wake up, and that's enough.

Rant Casey used to say, No matter what happens, it's always now... Talk about cryptic. I think what Rant meant was, we live in the present moment of reality, and no matter what's come before, no matter how much we loved a person or a dog, when it attacks us we'll react to that moment of danger.

Screw the idea of inventing monsters. Here, we just had to look around. Pay attention.

How could you ever bring yourself to love so deeply if you truly knew how brief a lifetime could be?

We're all here. Alive and unwell.

Here in the bath­room with me are ra­zor blades. Here is io­dine to drink. Here are sleep­ing pills to swal­low. You have a choice. Live or die. Ev­ery breath is a choice. Ev­ery minute is a choice. To be or not to be.

You are not a beautiful, unique snowflake... This is your life, and it's ending one minute at a time.

There is no human soul, and I am absolutely for sure seriously not going to fucking cry.

This isn't such a beau­ti­ful world that he has to stay in it and suf­fer. This isn't much of a world at all.