Quotes About Existence

Will be but corpses dressed in frocks, who cannot speak to birds or rocks.

Poetry a riprap on the slick rock of metaphysics

Poetry is the statement of a relation between a man and the world

Poetry is the art of understanding what it is to be alive.

I don't live for poetry. I live far more than anybody else does.

Haiku is an art that seems dedicated to making people pay attention to the preciousness and particularity of every moment of existence. I think that poetry can do that.

the impossibility of being humanall too humanthis breathingin and outout and inthese punksthese cowardsthese championsthese mad dogs of glorymoving this little bit of light towardusimpossibly.

Life is a tale, told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, signifying nothing

We are all just humans trying to survive in this crazy world, in the spaces between birth and death.

To live day by dayIs not to live at all.

Life is like a poetry, without meaning or purpose - it's useless.

Death defines life. I'd rather stay undefined.

In the shade of words sits life itself.

from the prose poem "The Universe Thrums on regardless" in my book SPAN.We are almost nothing in the night. Reduced to warm blobs and the sound of breathing. There is comfort in that.

All that we see and seem is but a dream within a dream.

For what is a dream if not love first felt and what is mystery if not life itself

Life is beautiful. Death is astonishing.And love is the just breaths taken in between

I am a ghost, Living in ethereal thoughts.

No cause is left but the most ancient of all, the one, in fact, that from the beginning of our history has determined the very existence of politics, the cause of freedom versus tyranny.

Nothing could be more dangerous to the existence of this Republic than to introduce religion into politics

The nation which reposes on the pillow of political confidence, will sooner or later end its political existence in a deadly lethargy.

I don't find biology as interesting as politics and humanism. I talk more about existential stuff.

Which is stronger, politics or love? is like asking, Which is stronger, exhaling or inhaling? They are two sides of the same thing.

From Day One the very existence of [Camp Bravo] has been a popcorn hull in the tender gums of the hard left.