Quotes About Existence

Good and happy people who believe in God are the greatest living arguments for God's existence

First of all, you can make the argument that there's no such thing as the past. Nobody lived in the past.

When Bishop Berkeley said "there was no matter " And proved it - 'twas no matter what he said.

Strange—we are always inhabiting more than one realm of existence—but they all fit in if the art is right.

When the artist finds himself he is lost. The fact that he has succeeded in never finding himself is regarded by Max Ernst as his only lasting achievement.

A nation devoid of art and artists cannot have a full existence.

At first, art imitates life. Then life will imitate art.Then life will find its very existence from the arts.

Art has no purpose. It exists for its own sake.

Abstraction is real, probably more real than nature.

Art cannot be modern. Art is primordially eternal.

...That which they call abstract is the most realistic, because what is real is not the exterior but the idea, the essence of things.

You are some kind of a mystery suspended between two eternities. And in that moment, when a mind looks out at a world and asks the question, 'What is it?' In that moment art can be created.

Art exists because reality is neither real nor significant.

Art is really people asking the eternal question, "What is it all about?"

Did you ever get the feeling that the story's too damn real?

For both art and the historical sciences are ways of experiencing in which our own understanding of existence is immediately brought into play.

Art is essentially the affirmation, the blessing, and the deification of existence.

We have art in order not to die of the truth.

I don't invent characters because the Almightly has already invented millions... Just like experts at fingerprints do not create fingerprints but learn how to read them.

A still small voice spake unto me, 'Thou art so full of misery, Were it not better not to be?

Everything is a miracle. It is a miracle that one does not dissolve in one's bath like a lump of sugar.

Though thou art far away, thy rays are on Earth; Though thou art in their faces, no one knows thy going.

To think about "oblivion" is to think about "what art is".

Art has absolutely no existence as veracity, as truth.