Quotes About Existence

There are two ways to look at life. The first view is that nothing stays the same and that nothing is inherently connected, and that the only driving force in anyone's life is entropy. The second is that everything pretty much stays the same (more or less) and that everything is completely connected, even if we don't realize it.

The real issues aren't the quarks that hold together our physical bodies. The real issue is our own personal nonlinearity - the real us. We can't see our real selves; we only see the containers we happen to be in right now. The real "us" is software, not hardware, which means it's without mass, which means it has no time. We are eternal - saved or not. That's the problem, because we each have an eternity ahead of us. Where will we spend it?

What makes them even more astonishing is that there is compelling evidence that the only time quanta ever manifest as particles is when we are looking at them.

As Paul says in Philippians 1:21, God doesn't just want to be "a part" of our lives, He wants to be our very life itself.

You are not special. You're not a beautiful and unique snowflake. You're the same decaying organic matter as everything else. We're all part of the same compost heap. We're all singing, all dancing crap of the world.

You are not a beautiful, unique snowflake... This is your life, and it's ending one minute at a time.

The unreal is more powerful than the real.... Because it's only intangible ideas, concepts, beliefs, fantasies that last. Stone crumbles. Wood rots. People, well, they die.

I think, in a way, I invented the term 'fight club' and that these things have always existed, but they never really had a label. Nobody had a language to apply to them. I created that language in two words and I've been paid a great deal of money for inventing two words and labeling something that has always been around.

You are not special. You are not a beautiful or unique snowflake. You are the same decaying organic matter as everything else.

All God does is watch us and kill us when we get boring. We must never, ever be boring.

This is your life and its ending one moment at a time.

You are not your job, you're not how much money you have in the bank. You are not the car you drive. You're not the contents of your wallet. You are not your fucking khakis. You are all singing, all dancing crap of the world.

You are not special. You're not a beautiful and unique snowflake. You're the same decaying organic matter as everything else. We're all part of the same compost heap. We're all singing, all dancing crap of the world.

Be sure that it is not you that is mortal, but only your body. For that man whom your outward form reveals is not yourself the spirit is the true self, not that physical figure which and be pointed out by your finger.

Etiam capillus unus habet umbrau. Even one hair has a shadow.

Geboren in een gevangenis, met lasten op onze schouders en onze gedachten, zouden wij niet in staat zijn het einde van een dag te halen als de mogelijkheid er een einde aan te maken ons niet aanspoorde om de volgende dag opnieuw te beginnen... De ketens en de verstikkende lucht van deze wereld ontnemen ons alles, behalve de vrijheid onszelf te doden; en deze vrijheid blaast ons zo'n kracht en een hoogmoed in dat ze zegeviert over de gewichten die ons verpletteren.

We worden meegenomen door een wervelwind die begon bij de aanvang van de tijd; en als die wervelwind de schijn van orde heeft aangenomen, is dat enkel om ons beter mee te slepen...

Bestaat er een leven dat niet doordrongen is van levensnoodzakelijke vergissingen? Bestaat er een helder, transparant leven, zonder vernederende wortels, zonder verzonnen motieven, zonder mythen die uit begeerte zijn ontstaan?

We beginnen pas werkelijk te leven aan het einde van de filosofie, op haar ruïne, wanneer we haar verschrikkelijke onbenulligheid hebben begrepen, en begrepen hebben dat het nutteloos was toevlucht tot haar te nemen, dat zij geen enkele hulp biedt.

There certainly has remained with me the feeling that my identity is entirely illusory, and that by losing it, I have lost nothing, except something, except everything.

No one has been so convinced as I of the futility of everything; and no one has taken so tragically so many futile things.

voler vivere e morire in mezzo agli uomini é segno di grave debolezza

era al di sopra di tutti ma non dipendeva da lui: aveva semplicemente dimenticato di desiderare

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