Quotes About Existence

We have to realize that we are as deeply afraid to live and to love as we are to die.

Should I understand that love is the reverse of out life, that it is death?

Everything comes to us from others. To Be is to belong to someone

Love is the wild card of existence.

The root of the matter? the thing I mean? is love, Christian love, or compassion. If you feel this, you have a motive for existence, a guide for action, a reason for courage, an imperative necessity for intellectual honesty.

This is why the faith of the peoples is and becomes a complementary part of it, and the ultimate argument for the existence of religion within man as long as there will be human beings is that, as long as he will exist, he will love, because he is love, and the ultimate form of love known to man is precisely holiness, whose first characteristic is faith.

The fact that the man is not alone, that he is solitary to the entire universe even through vanity it means a major thing, it means the true meaning of his existence, that of not being lonely, of being an entire Universe.

Only Destiny gave birth to Spirituality and nothing else, because this is also a form that reflects in the Great Void of non-Knowledge from the Mirror of Knowledge in order to keep the image of Spirituality as closest as possible to the Great Void-Being. Thus only the Spirituality is closer to the great Void-Being that is described to us through death and through the destiny of this Death which can be as tender to this ephemeral existence as he can be unforgiving to the mans Sacred Self.

Love is energy: it can neither be created nor destroyed. It just is and always will be, giving meaning to life and direction to goodness... Love will never die.

Knowledge is nothing else than reflection or mirroring. Knowledge exists in itself only if this reflection or mirroring does and by no other way. The self of Knowledge is what is reflected or mirrored in it. If Love is mirrored in it, it does not mean that it is Knowledge, but it stays Love, except for the fact that it is mirrored by Knowledge, or mirror as I call it..

So that we can truly admire this wonderful painting we will have to know ourselves first of all, to accept our limits and understand that if we really want to have access to this wonderful painting of the existence of the world of the Logical Coefficient 2 we will have to look inside ourselves, to see first of all the unlimited Universe, to recognise the infinite from which we were conceived and that lies in each of us in order to be granted access to the infinite outside us.

Death is reflected as either the greatest Evil or it becomes the greatest Saviour. And we get to the same conclusion, namely that Salvation consists of Death!

And we will feel that no question has a point because it is more than untrue. We will feel that the Absolute Truth will no longer have to be said and not even sighed by no divinity or Creating Factor and Unique Accidental one because it lies in the divinity is us that cannot be known, nor referenced to something, but only felt.

And I told myself I was in a trap from which I wanted to escape! To escape where, do you, Man know where you want to go to break from tis inferno of your own existence? No, I do not know because I am blind and my Knowledge is in face an Illusion of Life wrapped in non- Knowledge, which is the Absolute Truth as unknown to me as the non-Knowledge.

After what I have stated, anyone can tell that Knowledge rests on the Void in order to be known, precisely because the Knowledges Self is the Being, the opposite of the Void, but, and I recommend attention, the opposite of the Void does not mean that is is that something, that in fact has a subsistence meaning, no! Not in the least.

We all want Great Love because this is how we are built. We so often use this expression of the soul mates. We all want it to be true because, when we truly find our soul mates, we all want to end forever this continuous torment which is our own existence. Every time, the result is cruel and precise. The torment of our life will never end as long as we live.

Then we have to run towards Nowhere, to shout that we want to keep the wind on the top of our palms so wrinkled by time, to look towards our Creating Factor and Unique Accidental one and say: This is your Accidental Occurrence, our Intended Destiny, such a sad Destiny as sad as your Accidental Occurrence was in this magical world of Knowledge! Then our Creating Factor will face our sacred self because it will face towards Him!

The bonds that unite another person to ourselves exist only in our mind. Memory as it grows fainter relaxes them, and notwithstanding the illusion by which we would fain be cheated and with which, out of love, friendship, politeness, deference, duty, we cheat other people, we exist alone. Man is the creature that cannot emerge from himself, that knows his fellows only in himself; when he asserts the contrary, he is lying.

The spiritualization of sensuality is called love: it is a great triumph over Christianity. Friedrich Nietzsche To love and be loved is the great happiness of existence.

Then we will become aware that just by returning to us, to that piece of ourselves, we will start to see Knowledge, but without using the eyes, to feel the Truth, but without using the senses, to grasp the Known because we found out the Unknown precisely because it is unknown and difficult to find, then we will become ourselves and we will look towards the stars in our inner sky by living what should have been the death of life or the life of the death within us.

Death is the only inescapable, unavoidable, sure thing. We are sentenced to die the day we're born

Love all that has been created by God, both the whole and every grain of sand. Love every leaf and every ray of light. Love the beasts and the birds, love the plants, love every separate fragment. If you love each fragment, you will understand the mystery of the whole resting in God.

Love is most nearly itself when here and now cease to matter.

For it is the suffering flesh, it is suffering, it is death, that lovers perpetuate upon the earth. Love is at once the brother, son, and father of death, which is its sister, mother, and daughter. And thus it is that in the depth of love there is a depth