Quotes About Existence

There are men who seem destined to always go first, to lead the way. They are confident in life, they are the first to go beyond it. Whatever there is to know, they learn before others. Their very existence gives strength and drives one onward. Love and jealousy were mingled there in the darkness, love and despair.

He no longer lives in years; he is down to seasons. Finally it will become single nights, each one perilous as a lunar journey. He

He lived in it helplessly as we live in our bodies when we are older.

But of course, in one sense, Dean never died - his existence is superior to such accidents. One must have heroes, which is to say, one must create them. And they become real through our envy, our devotion. It is we who give them their majesty, their power, which ourselves could never possess. And in turn, they give some back. But they are mortal, these heroes, just as we are. They do not last forever. They fade. They vanish. They are surpassed, forgotten - one hears of them no more.

The more clearly one sees this world, the more one is obliged to pretend it does not exist.

There comes a time when you realize everything is a dream. And only those things preserved in writing have any possibility of being real.

Dingen die je geschreven hebt, rijpen niet met je mee, zo lijkt me althans. De waarheid ervan kan bepaald zijn door de tijd, maar er bestaat niet zoiets als bij de tijd zijn wanneer de tijd voorbij is. Boeken blijven bestaan buiten de tijd om of ze houden op te bestaan. Dat is zoals het gaat in de literatuur. Boeken markeren een periode of een plaats, en geleidelijk worden ze die tijd en plaats'.

In truth we do not go to Faery, we become Fairy, and in the beating of a pulse we may live for a year or a thousand years.

There are more worlds than one, and in many ways they are unlike each other. But joy and sorrow, or, in other words, good and evil,are not absent in their degree from any of the worlds, for wherever there is life there is action, and action is but the expression of one or other of these qualities.

Finality is death. Perfection is finality. Nothing is perfect. There are lumps in it, said the Philosopher.

Time lies frozen there. It's always Then. It's never Now.

Man has always assumed that his is the highest form of life in the universe. There is, of course, nothing at all with which to sustain this view.

I would rather live my life than not live it.

It was far too absurd to die of a Tuesday

The world would say that we did not exist, that only our actions, our habits, were real, which the world called our crimes or our sins. But Scrotes began to think that we did indeed exist. That we had a nature our own, which was not another's perverted or turned to sin. Our actions could not be crimes, he believed, because they were the expressions of a nature, of an existence even. Which came first, he asked, the deed or the doer? And he began to answer that, for some, it was the doer.

Not many of us realize that we truly only live one day at a time. So live today.

Bennett was grateful for every day he was given on this earth because he knew how fleeting that time could be.

Life seems but a quick succession of busy nothings.

Life seems nothing more than a quick succession of busy nothings.

What are men compared to rocks and trees?

All the privilege I claim for my own sex, is that of loving longest, when existence or when hope is gone.

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If there is a good fortune on one side, there can be no occasion for any on the other. No matter which has it, so that there is enough. I hate the idea of one great fortune looking out for another. And to marry for money I think the wickedest thing in existence.

All the privilege I claim for my own sex (it is not a very enviable one; you need not covet it), is that of loving longest, when existence or when hope is gone.