Quotes About Existence

It was a condensed explanation, but I came to understand him to mean you could stop at, not all, but most of the moments of your life, stop for one heartbeat and, no matter what the state of your head or heart, say This is happiness, because of the simple truth that you were alive to say it.

There are only three great puzzles in the world, the puzzle of love, the puzzle of death, and, between each of these and part of both of them, the puzzle of God. God is the greatest puzzle of all.

We only have this one moment: NOW.

Now is now. There is nothing but now... This, right here, is all there is.

Now is now... There is nothing but now and I try to hold on to that. The past is gone, the future hasn't happened yet. This, right here, is all there is.

Que la vida no es más que una quimera; Una ilusión, un sueño sin orillas, Una pequeña nube pasajera.

La primera pregunta de la nocheSe refiere a la vida de ultratumba:Quiero saber si hay vida de ultratumbaNada más que si hay vida de ultratumba

He also told me he'd just written the epitaph for his tomb: LO PEOR YA PASO. PEOR HUMILLACION QUE LA DE EXISTIR NO HAY. THE WORST IS BEHIND. THERE IS NO HUMILIATION WORSE THAN EXISTENCE

Que la vida no es más que una quimera; Una ilusión, un sueño sin orillas, Una pequeña nube pasajera. Vamos

Entre ustedes y yo: El espíritu muere con la muerte.

Convénzanse que no hay dios.

Cuesta bastante trabajo creer En un dios que deja a sus creaturas Abandonadas a su propia suerte A merced de las olas de la vejez Y de las enfermedades Para no decir nada de la muerte.

Real life is an overrated idea.

I hate the truth!" "You don't need to like it. It's something we live with, like water or light.

Death twitches. "Live," he says. "I am coming.

They're all dead. They're all dead and they live in holes like this one. And I'm in one too. Everybody. The world's a place full of holes with dead people in them. And the moon's a ball all full of holes too and inside them there are other dead people.

Stop all this talk about monsters, Michele. Monsters don't exist. It's men you should be afraid of, not monsters.

Sono tutti morti. Sono tutti morti e vivono in buchi come questo. E in uno ci sono io. Tutti quanti. Il mondo è un posto pieno di buchi dove dentro ci sono i morti. E anche la luna è una palla tutta piena di buchi e dentro ci sono altri morti.

La vita non ci appartiene, ci attraversa. La

Noi ne-am n?scut în timp ce mamele noastre r?cneau de durere.

This center which is here, but which we know is really everywhere, is Wakan-Tanka.

It's easy, today, to chuckle at Aristotle's error. But it's also easy to understand how the great philosopher was led so far astray. The brain, packed neatly into the bone-crate of the skull, gives us no sensory signal of its existence. We feel our heart beat, our lungs expand, our stomach churn—but our brain, lacking motility and having no sensory nerve endings, remains imperceptible to us. The source of consciousness lies beyond the grasp of consciousness.

The brain, packed neatly into the bone-crate of the skull, gives us no sensory signal of its existence. We feel our heart beat, our lungs expand, our stomach churn—but our brain, lacking motility and having no sensory nerve endings, remains imperceptible to us. The source of consciousness lies beyond the grasp of consciousness.

Maps codify the miracle of existence.