Quotes About Existence

No one is going to admit it to you, but we're all miracles out here, every last one of us.

MEANWHILE, BACK IN REALITY…

Time is but the stream I go a-fishing in. I drink at it, but while I drink, I see the sandy bottom and detect how shallow it is. Its current slides away, but eternity remains. I would drink deeper, fish in the sky, whose bottom is pebbly with stars.

Death is more universal than life; everyone dies but not everyone lives."—A. Sachs

We're all on death row, ultimately. Are you so stupid that don't see that? Sure, you kids in here, as enemies of the system, will assuredly die earlier than most. As well you should. But all of us everywhere have a one-way ticket to death.

Human existence must be a kind of error. It is bad today and every day it will get worse, until the worst of all happens." My own philosophy was a little cheerier than Schopenhauer's

Well, how else to explain… all of this? Or me, of course? Or us? Snocones, Pokémon, the Simpsons, the justice system in America, iPods.

So, let me get this right...the big whoop about being human is that you get to die?

Someday we might only have a few seconds to figure out the meaning of life.

many people are surprised to hear that there are comedians in Russia, but they are there. They're dead, but they're there.

to unpack until something much more interesting—"Does reality really exist?"—had crossed her mind. "I have Coke," she said. "But it's warm. Room temperature." "Twenty-four degrees Celsius," said Siobhan. "Seventy-five Fahrenheit," said Max. "Well, it would take about twenty minutes to chill it to the proper drinking temperature in a freezer," said Siobhan. "If you put

MEMENTO HOMO, QUIA PULVIS ES, ET IN PULVEREM REVERTERIS. "What is that? Latin?" Emily said. "It is," I said, staring at it. "My Catholic high school's preferred method of torture. Memento means 'remember,' I think. Pulvis is 'dust.'" Cold numbed my back like a spinal tap as I suddenly realized its meaning. "'Remember that you are dust and to dust you shall return

I have a karaoke punk band called The Ungrateful Dead, but we don't exist yet.

One doesn't have to pursue unhappiness. It comes to you. You come into the world screaming. You cry when you're born because your lungs expand. You breathe. I think that's really kind of significant. You come into the world crying, and it's a sign that you're alive.

Life will end in death and unhappiness, but we do it anyway.

As this world was not intended to be a state of any great satisfaction or high enjoyment, so neither was it intended to be a mere scene of unhappiness and sorrow.

Man is an unhappy animal and one that can talk. If he was not unhappy, he would have nothing to talk about. But if he had nothing to talk about, he would be unhappy.

Sciences are being unified by the search for life in the universe.

What a writer's message is is totally unimportant. Either he is agreeing with life by affirming, or he is saying life is just a bowl of wormwood.

You may look back on your life and accept it as good or evil. But it is far, far harder to admit that you have been completely unimportant; that in the great sum of things, all a man's endless grapplings are no more significant than the scuttlings of a cockroach.

The idea that being human and having rights are equivalent - that rights are inherent - is unintelligible in a Darwinian world.

Only a completely unintelligible God can be said to be absolutely good and absolutely powerful yet tolerate the world as it is.

I never could read science fiction. I was just uninterested in it. And you know, I don't like to read novels where the hero just goes beyond what I think could exist. And it doesn't interest me because I'm not learning anything about something I'll actually have to deal with.

If the Soviet Union let another political party come into existence, they would still be a one-party state, because everybody would join the other party.