Quotes About Existence

Why do I write? I write because I have to, because it is all I know, because it is my truth, because I am compelled, because I am driven to make the world acknowledge that women like me exist, and we possess a dangerous wisdom.

Except for memory, time would have no meaning at all.

I saw the necessity of living and accepting bullcrap in my midst. It was everywhere.

Death lives in each one of us and begins its countdown on our birthdays and makes its rough entrance at the last hour and the perfect time.

Ist?rab?n sebepleri her ÅŸeyi olduÄŸu gibi görmemek, 'Ben' hissi, ba??ml?l?k, hoÅŸlanmama ve yaÅŸama tutunmad?r.

La raison d'être du monde est d'être source d'expériences multiples et d'ainsi nous mener ultimement à la libération.

Explain to me again, he begged, why we are here. She had told him once before; it had been like listening to a vivid, improbable dream.

Ludilo i strast su se uvijek izmjenjivali. Kroz cijelu zapadnu književnu tradiciju. Ludilo je obilje egzistencije. Ludilo je na?in postavljanja teških pitanja.

I just tried to put myself in her place and figure out what would be the scariest thing. If I thought I might be dying. And it was being alone' ... 'To me,' she said, 'the scariest thing is oblivion. Being, and then not being.

What chance combination of shadow and sound and his own thoughts had created it?

I'm going to enjoy what I've got as long as it lasts.

Who am I, anyway? Does one exist, or to what extent does one exist as an individual without friends, family, anybody to whom one can relate, to whom one's existence is of the least importance?

A música vivia, mas o mundo estava morto. E a canção morreria um dia, pensou, mas como voltaria o mundo à vida? Como voltaria o seu sal?

Some things don't react. But everything's alive.

The music lived, but the world was dead. And the song would die one day, she thought, but how would the world come back to life? How would its salt come back?

He loved possessions, not masses of them, but a select few that he did not part with. They gave a man self-respect. Not ostentation but quality, and the love that cherished the quality. Possessions reminded him that he existed, and made him enjoy his existence.

Are you tired? Carol asked calmly. The question seemed not of now but of always.

Ela é tudo, é todas as coisas. Está à nossa volta, e está dentro de nós. Sem ela nada somos, e nunca poderemos contê-la na totalidade.

She is all, she is everything. She is around us, and she is within us. We cannot be without her, and we can never encompass all of her.

Man is not made to understand life, but to live it.

Nothing could be worse, Thoreau wrote, than to come to the end of life and "discover that I had not lived.

I think that, when I die, it might be some time until I know it.

But Jesus' own gospel of the kingdom was not that the kingdom was about to come, or had recently come, into existence. If we attend to what he actually said, it becomes clear that his gospel concerned only the new accessibility of the kingdom to humanity through himself.

You are a never-ceasing spiritual being with an eternal destiny in God's great universe.