Quotes About Existence

I am here this evening merely to tell you that I am here. I am not here to do wonders. I am here to tell you that I have survived physical death, and that you have survived physical death time and time again. Quite simply, this is my message to you this evening, and I bid you a fond good evening...

When one has been born and has died many times, expecting extinction with each death, and when this experience is followed by the realization that existence still continues, then a sense of the divine comedy enters in.

No person dies without a reason.2 You are not taught that, however, so people do not recognize their own reasons for dying, and they are not taught to recognize their own reasons for living — because you are told that life itself is an accident in a cosmic game of chance.

The basic idea is that the senses are developed, not to permit awareness of an already existing material world, but to create it. …

You exist in the midst of many other systems of reality, for example, but you do not perceive them. And even when some event intrudes from these systems into your own three-dimensional existence, you are not able to interpret it, for it is distorted by the very fact of entry.

The main point I want to make in this chapter is that you are already familiar with all conditions you will meet after death, and you can become consciously aware of these to some extent.

you are as much a ghostly phenomenon now as you will be after death. You are simply not aware of the fact.

but as the eye cannot see its own shifting colors and expressions, as it is not aware that it lives and dies constantly as its atomic structure changes, so you are not aware that the ego continually changes, dies, and is reborn.

Those who tell you that to be spiritual is not to be physical do not understand the great physical-spiritual nature of your being. They have not dreamed in their minds. They have not sparkled in themselves like stars and so experiencing night they think that existence is dark.

I think everything has value, absolute value, a child, a house, a day's work, the sky. But nothing will save us. We were never meant to be saved. What were we meant for then? To love the whole damned world.

You loved the world for its own sake or not at all.

was born on your birthday!" "Yup," said Eloise. "March 13.

Some days they would talk all morning about exactly how warm Heaven might be. It could not be warm enough so that souls went naked, or could it? If souls went naked, then why all the weaving, and if there was no weaving then how did souls occupy themselves?

Reality is the leading cause of stress amongst those in touch with it.

One thing I have no worry about is whether God exists. But it has occurred to me that God has Alzheimer's and has forgotten we exist.

Wanting to die and dying, she found were two separate things.

No one sees her of course. She doesn't exist unless you count bad dreams. Yet still she flies

Superheroes are make-believe. Oh yeah? Lula said. What about God? Hmmmm.

It's like they had early aspirations that didn't turn out and eventually they settled into a comfortable undemanding existence.

Maybe that's why God gave us death. So, we remember to love what's alive.

And I thought, there was no God, there was only what you wanted.

And if there is no god? You act as if there is, and it's the same thing.

Mother prescribing her books like medicines. A good dose of Whitman would set me straight, like castor oil. But at least she was thinking of me. I existed once more.

Who are you? the band sang. I tried to remember but I really couldn't say.