Quotes About Existence

breathing, sleeping, drinking, eating, working, dreaming, everything we do is dying. to live, in fact, is to die.

If I could, I would stop the passage of time. But hour follows on hour, minute on minute, each second robbing me of a morsel of myself for the nothing of tomorrow. I shall never experience this moment again.

In fact living is dying.

The more powerful the class, the more it claims not to exist.

Pour savoir écrire, il faut avoir lu, et pour savoir lire, il faut savoir vivre

The more powerful the class, the more it claims not to exist, and its power is employed above all to enforce this claim. It is modest only on this one point, however, because this officially nonexistent bureaucracy simultaneously attributes the crowning achievements of history to its own infallible leadership. Though its existence is everywhere in evidence, the bureaucracy must be invisible as a class. As a result, all social life becomes insane.

There is always grief. It is joy that is the rarest thing

We live among mysteries. Love is one, there are others. We must not imagine we understand all there is to know about the world.

We are children of earth and sky.

We are what we are and the world is what it is

I cannot speak for those who come after, or what the world will be. We are not made that way.

Mais il ne la trahirait pas, non, il ne la trahirait jamais. C'était bien peu, en vérité, mais d'un autre côté c'était beaucoup. L'existence d'un homme s'évaluait à ses paroles et à ses actes.

malgré tout leur fameux cynisme (ou peut-être à cause de lui), les Sarantins étaient presque toujours d'une nature émotive et passionnée, comme si vivre au centre du monde donnait du relief et de l'importance à chaque événement de leur existence.

You can indeed die at the margins of a story, but you are as dead as if it were your own tale ending and never told.

Le passé reste avec nous jusqu'à notre mort", avait écrit Protonias longtemps auparavant, "et nous devenons ensuite le souvenir d'autres personnes, jusqu'à ce qu'elles meurent à leur tour.

In other words there is something otherworldly about our existence here --something more than matter, more than the body and mind we have been discussing -- in short, something fundamentally and profoundly abstract. And I mention this aspect because it is not at all obvious, indeed scarcely notices by the great majority of us as we go about our daily lives.

They seem to prove that the things that matter to and move us the most—things like love, courage, loyalty, altruism—aren't just ideas we made up from nothing. To see them demonstrated in other animals proves they're real things, that they exist in the world independently of what humans invent and tell each other in the form of myth or

I don't think it ever ocurred to me to aim for happyness, though. I mean, do you do that? No, just try to get trough with as little pain as possible, that's the way ...

I thought that whoever she really was wasn't who she was living as.

What shall I say, how is the truth to be said? You were born, you had body, you died. It is just that you never giggled or planned or cried.

This is the urgency: Live! And have your blooming in the noise of the whirlwind.

She was learning to love moments. To love moments for themselves.

When you love a man, he becomes more than a body. His physical limbs expand, and his outline recedes, vanishes. He is rich and sweet and right. He is part of the world, the atmosphere, the blue sky and the blue water

What, what am I to do with all of this life?