Quotes About Existence

My work is about my life as an event, and I find myself to be very temporal, transient.

Every work of art is about everything.

I do nothing, granted. But I see the hours pass - which is better than trying to fill them.

The world is a work of art that gives birth to itself.

If I work incessantly to the last, nature owes me another form of existence when the present one collapses.

Nevertheless, all of us who work in quantum physics believe in the reality of a quantum world, and the reality of quantum entities like protons and electrons.

Sleep is lovely, death is better still, not to have been born is of course the miracle.

I still live, I still think: I still have to live, for I still have to think.

When you are an entrepreneur, you have founded your own firm, it is so easy to find that you exist - you are the main shareholder of your company; it is very easy to look at the stock market position of your company to know how rich you are.

I'm an atheist, I always thought, 'This is it.' If there is going to be a heaven, it should be on earth. I feel much happier than most people. I'm fairly stoic about death, but I'm not keen on dying if it's going to be long and protracted. I don't have dark nights of the soul, except occasionally. I'm such a little busy bee.

A pet store is a celebration of dogs' existence and an explosion of options. About cats, a pet store seems to say, 'Here, we couldn't think of anything else.' Cats are the Hanukkah of the animal world in this way. They are feted quietly and happily by a minority, but there's only so much hoopla applicable to them.

It is my belief that all gods are stories, or at least the ideas behind stories, but stories or ideas that have become in some way almost alive and aware.

We tell ourselves stories in order to live.

One cannot conceive anything so strange and so implausible that it has not already been said by one philosopher or another.

How strange a thing like that happens to a man. He dabbles in something and does not realise that it is his life.

We live in a strange bubble.

When I was young I read 'L'Etranger' by Camus, and it made me aware of the strangeness of life.

My everyday life in which I do exactly the same things as everyone else should not inspire people, and yet I am constantly congratulated by strangers for simply existing.

Every trail, however erratic and circuitous, is a kind of life-line, a trajectory of growth. 6 This image of life as a trail or path is ubiquitous among peoples whose existential orientations are founded in the practices of hunting and gathering, and in the modes of environmental perception these entail. Persons are identified and characterised not by the substantive attributes they carry into the life process, but by the kinds of paths they leave.

Is it not truly extraordinary to realise that ever since men have walked, no-one has ever asked why they walk, how they walk, whether they walk, whether they might walk better, what they achieve by walking, whether they might not have the means to regulate, change or analyse their walk: questions that bear on all the systems of philosophy, psychology and politics with which the world is preoccupied? Honoré de Balzac (1938 [1833]:

Life itself is as much a long walk as it is a long conversation, and the ways along which we walk are those along which we live.

Hot and overcast. I take my gear out of the car and put my bike together. Tourists and locals are watching from sidewalk cafés. Non-racers. The emptiness of those lives shocks me.

This was a danger beyond humanity, one that had existed since long before humans even knew what the stars were.

Androids were never meant to dream.