Quotes About Existence

Nada ocurre realmente en el Universo: todo está aquí y ahora".

Or how could it come into being ? If it came into being, it is not; nor is it if it is going to be in the future. Thus is becoming extinguished and passing away not to be heard of Nor is it divisible, since it is all alike, and there is no more of it in one place than in another, to hinder it from holding together, nor less of it, but everything is full of what is.

O tempo, esse grande ladrão, rouba continuamente; mas uma coisa é ser despojado com magnificência e envelhecer com a consciência de uma existência plena e rica, outra é ser roído miseravelmente hora após hora por coisas que de todo não conhecemos. O inferno dos contemporâneos chama-se monotonia. O paraíso que procuram a plenitude. Existem aqueles que viveram e aqueles que duraram.

However, its ultimate motivation is fanatics' hostility to the principle of an open society in which formal equality is recognized for everyone. It is our existence as such that is intolerable for them.

Nothing human has ever mattered to this world. Nothing human has ever excited the interest of rivers or flowers. Everything fades away in the specks of this blurred haze that the fire of the sun has added to the heat of the light.

Il y a un âge où on ne rencontre plus la vie mais le temps. On cesse de voir la vie vivre. On voit le temps qui est en train de dévorer la vie toute crue. Alors le cœur se serre. On se tient à des morceaux de bois pour voir encore un peu le spectacle qui saigne d'un bout à l'autre du monde et pour ne pas y tomber.

Épicure a écrit : Chacun sort de la vie comme s'il était à peine né.

Croyez-vous qu'il n'y ait pas de souffrance à être du vent ? Quelquefois ce vent porte jusqu'à nous des bribes de musique. Quelquefois la lumière porte jusqu'à vos regards des morceaux de nos apparences.

Y qué felicidad que no te aplaste la angustia pánica frente al día que llega con cada amanecer!

si nous extrayions le morceau de vie qui piaffe au fond de chaque être vivant, nous sommes des fantômes en comparaison de ce morceau de vie. Nous sommes des ombres qui se frottent et se rencognent dans l'ombre de nos demeures et sous les draps qui couvrent nos lits, face à cette lumière qui transmigre de vivants en vivants.

Solo l'amare, solo il conoscere conta, non l'aver amato, non l'aver conosciuto. Dà angoscia il vivere di un consumato amore. L'anima non cresce più.

Truth and information are not the same thing! And neither are reality and state of existence!

Pretty soon it would all be happening at the speed of thought, before it could actually happen, so that nothing would ever have to happen again. You'd only think things had happened, and if anything ever did happen, you wouldn't know the difference.

the theorem of incompleteness . . . [shows] there is nothing on this level of existence that can fully explain this level of existence.

Information can neither be created nor destroyed – it's accessible or it's inaccessible, but it is. If you have known it, and you can find the tiniest remnant of association, then you will know it again.

What a pity. How the stars and seas and rivers in their fragile lace of fog go on without us morning after morning, year after year. And we disappear.

If there was such evil in the world, was it possible that there was good, too?

Death is not to be feared. Death is easy. It is living that is brutal.

If creation was given no limit, ultimately everything would cease to exist.

Honor, duty, and love. He would not sacrifice Anna for his father and all the other werewolves in existence. Given a choice, he chose love. The decision left him feeling oddly peaceful, if more than a little selfish..

Reincarnation?" He shrugged. "I've never seen any evidence that it's real. But I've never seen anything that disproves it either. I believe the afterlife is better than what we have here—and it would take something extraordinary to make someone willing to come back.

Death is part of life," he told her. "Without the one, it is hard to have the other.

Humans, in her experience, were weak and fragile things prone to dying and breeding with about the same frequency.

There is no life without death.