Quotes About Existence

To Live Is to Suffer

De evolutionair psychologen zouden best eens gelijk kunnen hebben. Misschien zijn wij mensen inderdaad te ver doorgeëvolueerd en is de prijs die we betalen voor onze intelligentie, waardoor we de eerste soort zijn die zich volledig bewust is van de kosmos, het vermogen om een heel universum aan duisternis te voelen.

According to science, you start off as coal and you end up as coal. Maybe that is the real life lesson.

Avem nevoie de timpul pe care il avem deja

Liebe war der Weg, ewig zu leben in einem einzigen Moment

This was the life she had been in mourning for. This was the life she had beaten herself up for not living. This was the timeline she thought she had regretted not existing in.

be part of nature was to be part of the will to live.

It is in the "being" not the "doing.

We have the knowledge to realise we are just a mass of quanta and particles, like everything else is, and yet we keep trying to separate ourselves from the universe we live in

There are patterns to life . . . Rhythms. It is so easy, while trapped in just the one life, to imagine that times of sadness or tragedy or failure or fear are a result of that particular existence. That it is a by-product of living a certain way, rather than simply living. I mean, it would have made things a lot easier if we understood there

Every second of every day we are entering a new universe.

A human is a real bipedal lifeform of mid-range intelligence, living a largely deluded existence on a small water-logged planet in a very lonely corner of the universe.

It seems impossible to live without hurting people.' 'That's because it is.' 'So why live at all?' 'Well, in fairness, dying hurts people too. Now, what life do you want to choose next?

We are as completely and utterly alive as we are in any other life and have access to the same emotional spectrum.

To be a human is to state the obvious

There was nothing else. Nothing but her. She was the stars and the heavens and the oceans. There was nothing but that single fragment of time, and this bud of love we had planted inside it.

There is a world in which he lives and there is a world in which he is dead. And the move between the two happens with no greater ricochet than the whisper of waves crashing onto distant rocks.

That's the thing with time, isn't it? It's not all the same. Some days – some years – some decades – are empty. There is nothing to them. It's just flat water. And then you come across a year, or even a day, or an afternoon. And it is everything. It is the whole thing.

Remember when we were young enough not to fear tomorrow or mourn yesterday And we were just Us And time was just Now And we were in Life

I want to make a forest of a moment and live in that forest for ever

Like a dog himself. Why Want Another Universe If This One Has Dogs?

A human being is complete just being human. We are our own destination.

Where was that love before? Where did you acquire it from? The way it is suddenly there, total and complete, as sudden as grief, but in reverse, is one of the wonders about being human.

Even death was something Nora couldn't do properly, it seemed. It was a familiar feeling. This feeling of being incomplete in just about every sense. An unfinished jigsaw of a human. Incomplete living and incomplete dying.