Quotes About Existence

The world was new each day for God so made it daily. Yet it contained within it all the evils as before, no more, no less. The

What's in a shadow? Do they move along at the speed of the light that casts them? How deep do they get?

He said that what men do not understand is that what the dead have quit is itself no world but is also only the picture of the world in men's hearts. He said that the world cannot be quit for it is eternal in whatever form as are all things within it.

His whole life was sitting there in front of him. Day after day from dawn till dark until he was dead. All of it cooked down into forty pounds of paper in a satchel. He

You can get from the noumenal to the phenomenal without stirring from your chair. In other words, nothing can be excerpted from the absolute without being rendered perceptual.

There were no starry skies prior to the first sentient and ocular being to behold them. Before that all was blackness and silence.

Aldrig mer är en lång tid. Men pojken visste det han visste. Att aldrig mer inte är någon tid alls.

Folk gjorde sig jämt redo för morgondagen. Sådant trodde jag inte på. Morgondagen gjorde sig inte redo för dem. Den visste inte ens att de fanns.

Suppose you was someplace that you didnt know where it was. The real thing you wouldnt know was where someplace else was. Or how far it was. It wouldnt change nothin about where you was at.

All reality is loss and all loss is eternal. There is no other kind. And that reality into which we inquire must first contain ourselves. And what are we? Ten percent biology and ninety percent nightrumor.

The old man swung his head back and forth. The way of the transgressor is hard. God made this world but he didn't make it to suit everybody, did he? I don't believe he much had me in mind. Aye, said the old man. But where does a man come by his notions. What world's he seen that he liked better?

All reality is loss and all loss is eternal. There is no other kind.

The notion of nothing is an inconceivable notion

I know that to be female is an older thing even than to be human.

Whether in my book or not, every man is tabernacled in every other and he in exchange and so on in an endless complexity of being and witness to the uttermost edge of the world.

If something did not love you you would not be here.

Death is not a lover. Oh yes he is.

To see God everywhere is to see Him nowhere

What do you think death is, man? Of whom do we speak when we speak of a man who was and is not? Are these blind riddles or are they not some part of every man's jurisdiction? What is death if not an agency? And whom does he intend toward?

Old and troubling issues resolved into nothingness and night.

Death is not a lover.

Entienda que ya existe este ogro. Este chupador de ojos. Él y otros como él. Ellos no han desaparecido del mundo. Y nunca lo harán.

He visto tantas maldades que no sé cómo Dios no apaga el sol y acaba con todos nosotros

We dont move through the days, Squire. They move through us. Until the last cruel crank of the ratchet.