Quotes About Existence

Life is a gift of the immortal Gods, but living well is the gift of philosophy.

Really, the fundamental, ultimate mystery -- the only thing you need to know to understand the deepest metaphysical secrets -- is this: that for every outside there is an inside and for every inside there is an outside, and although they are different, they go together.

Who cares about great marks left behind? We have one life... Just one. Our life. We have nothing else.

Boy, life takes a long time to live

Where is the Life we have lost in living?

Begin at once to live, and count each separate day as a separate life.

We live but a fraction of our lives

After sleeping through a hundred million centuries we have finally opened our eyes on a sumptuous planet, sparkling with color, bountiful with life. Within decades we must close our eyes again. Isnt it a noble, an enlightened way of spending our brief time in the sun, to work at understanding the universe and how we have come to wake up in it? This is how I answer when I am askedas I am surprisingly oftenwhy I bother to get up in the mornings.

The fundamental desire of life is the desire to exist.

The whole conviction of my life now rests upon the belief that loneliness, far from being a rare and curious phenomenon, peculiar to myself and to a few other solitary men, is the central and inevitable fact of human existence

Find ecstasy in life; the mere sense of living is joy enough.

Without a measureless and perpetual uncertainty, the drama of human life would be destroyed.

You must live in the present, launch yourself on every wave, find your eternity in each moment. Fools stand on their island opportunities and look toward another land. There is no other land, there is no other life but this.

I find it interesting that the meanest life, the poorest existence, is attributed to God's will, but as human beings become more affluent, as their living standard and style begin to ascend the material scale, God descends the scale of responsibility.

The tragedy of life is what dies inside a man while he lives.

The whole life of man is but a point of time; let us enjoy it, therefore, while it lasts, and not spend it to no purpose.

We're all of us sentenced to solitary confinement inside our own skins, for life!

Life is intrinsically, well, boring and dangerous at the same time. At any given moment the floor may open up. Of course, it almost never does; that's what makes it so boring.

We are born, so to speak, twice over; born into existence, and born into life; born a human being, and born a man.

Who knows what death is? Maybe life is nothing more than a beam of light passing slowly over our changing faces.

What is life? It is the flash of a firefly in the night. It is the breath of a buffalo in the wintertime. It is the little shadow which runs across the grass and loses itself in the sunset.

He who binds to himself a joy Does the winged life destroy; But he who kisses the joy as it flies Lives in eternity's sunrise.

Every man's life is a fairy tale written by God's fingers.

Between us and heaven or hell there is only life, which is the frailest thing in the world.