Quotes About Existence

My surface is myself. Under which to witness, youth is buried. Roots? Everybody has roots.

Perhaps our role on this planet is not to worship God but to create Him.

Existence is a strange bargain. Life owes us little we owe it everything. The only true happiness comes from squandering ourselves for a purpose.

I, fed with judgment, in a fleshy tomb, am Buried above ground.

Eternity for bubbles proves at last a senseless bargain.

All that tread, The globe are but a handful to the tribes, That slumber in its bosom.

People are born and married, and live and die, in the midst of an uproar so frantic that you would think they would go mad of it.

Freedom is strangely ephemeral. It is something like breathing; one only becomes acutely aware of its importance when one is choking.

So, the world happens twice-- once what we see it as; second it legends itself deep, the way it is.

Life involves maintaining oneself between contradictions that can't be solved by analysis.

Into the winter's gray delight, Into the summer's golden dream, Holy and high and impartial, Death, the mother of Life, Mingles all men for ever.

One of the deepest needs of the human soul is for centeredness . . . which confers meaning on the shapelessness of temporal existence.

Time is dead as long as it is being clicked off by little wheels; only when the clock stops does time come to life.

Given the choice between the experience of pain and nothing, I would choose pain.

Clocks slay time... time is dead as long as it is being clicked off by little wheels; only when the clock stops does time come to life.

If it is not beautiful for someone, it does not exist.

How real is any of the past, being every moment revalued to make the present possible...

How like art is what's left over after life.

When the past is always with you, it may as well be present; and if it is present, it will be future as well.

Things aren't different. Things are things.

Invisible things are the only realities; invisible things alone are the things that shall remain.

Life isn't fair, it's just fairer than death, that's all.

There are three things consid ered in the nature of a holy righteous life, that are enough to demonstrate it to be the only pleasant life. It is a life from God; it is a life with God; it is the very life of God.

As] authorities "over" us are removed, as we wobble out on our own, the question of whether to be or not to be arises with real relevance for the first time, since the burden of being is felt most fully by the self-determining self.