Quotes About Existence

I was neither a grandfather, nor a father, nor even a husband. I didn't vote, I scarcely paid any taxes; I couldn't lay claim to the rights of a tax-payer, nor to those of an elector, nor even to the humble right to honour which twenty years of obedience confer on an employee. My existence was beginning to cause me serious concern. Was I a mere figment of the imagination?

black, like the circle, did not exist.

Il ne s'agit pas de choisit son époque, mais de se choisir en elle.

The simplest, most indefinable quality had too much content, in relation to itself, in its heart.

But this richness was lost in confusion and finally was no more because it was too much.

I am the Thing. Existence, liberated, released, surges over me. I exist.

All was fullness and all was active, there was no weakness in time, all, even the least perceptible stirring, was made of existence. And all these existents which bustled about this tree came from nowhere and were going nowhere.

Thirdly, the existent individual is impassioned, impassioned with a passionate thought; he is inspired; he is a kind of incarnation of the infinite in the finite. This passion which animates the existent (and this brings us to the fourth characteristic) is what Kierkegaard calls "the passion of freedom.

I sank down on the bench, stupefied, stunned by this profusion of beings without origin: everywhere blossomings, hatchings out, my ears buzzed with existence, my very flesh throbbed and opened, abandoned itself to the universal burgeoning.

But time is too large, it can't be filled up. Everything you plunge into it is stretched and disintegrates. That gesture, for instance, the red hand picking up the cards and fumbling: it is all flabby. It would have to be ripped apart and tailored inside.

El mundo de las explicaciones y razones no es el de la existencia.

Everything has been figured out, except how to live

They are as unfree as Roquentin, yet they hide the terrible imprisonment of their existences by unthinkingly getting up, going out to work, relaxing on Sundays, and so on. They wrongly imagine that they have chosen this form of life, when of course it has chosen them.

It is that, in a given society which is defined through its mode of production by institutions governing human relations, human life is ethically livable or that, if we prefer, man is always possible.

Every existing thing is born without reason, prolongs itself out of weakness and dies by chance. I

Le monde est était une comédie sans acteurs.

My thought is me: that's why I can't stop. I exist because I think . . . and I can't stop myself from thinking. At this very moment—it's frightful—if I exist, it is because I am horrified at existing.

I would so like to let myself go, forget myself, sleep. But I can't, I'm suffocating: existence penetrates me everywhere, through the eyes, the nose, the mouth... And suddenly, suddenly, the veil is torn away, I have understood, I have seen.

I exist. It's sweet, so sweet, so slow. And light: you'd think it floated all by itself. It stirs. It brushes by me, melts and vanishes. Gently, gently. There is bubbling water in my mouth. I swallow. It slides down my throat, it caresses me-and now it comes up again into my mouth. For ever I shall have a little pool of whitish water in my mouth-lying low-grazing my tongue. And this pool is still me. And the tongue. And the throat is me.

Wiem bardzo dobrze, ?e nie chc? nic robi?: czyni? cokolwiek to stwarza? istnienie – a jest i tak wiele istnienia.

Bir çeÅŸit kesinlik... fiziksel bir kesinlik içindeyim, yetkin anlar?n olmad???n? duyuyorum. YürüdüÄŸüm zaman ta ayaklar?mda bile duyuyorum bunu. Her zaman, hatta uykuda bile duyuyorum, unutam?yorum. Bir anda anlam?? deÄŸilim bunu; hayat?m ÅŸu gün, ÅŸu saatte birdenbire deÄŸiÅŸti diyemem. Ama ÅŸu anda, sanki bu bana dün aç?klanm?? gibiyim. ÅžaÅŸk?n?m, tedirginim, al??am?yorum.

At this very moment—it's frightful—if I exist, it is because I am horrified at existing.

He pensado lo siguiente: para que el suceso más trivial se convierta en aventura, es necesario y suficiente contarlo . Es esto lo que engaña a la gente: el hombre es siempre un narrador de historias; vive rodeado de sus historias y trata de vivir su vida como si la contara. Pero hay que escoger: o vivir o contar.

The true work of God is all good, since it is existence.