Quotes About Existence

For all life is a dream, and dreams themselves are only dreams.

And yet, and yet, in these our ghostly lives, Half night, half day, half sleeping, half awake, How if our waking life, like that of sleep, Be all a dream in that eternal life To which we wake not till we sleep in death

Todo lo que hay es el infinito. No aspires a nada más.

God is as real as a station wagon.

Charlotte believed in ghosts, for after all, she had been a kind of ghost herself.

The day is refracted, and the next and the one after that, all of them broken up into a hundred juggled segments, each brilliant and self-contained so that the hours are no longer linear but assorted like bright sweets in a jar.

Human emotional attachment can make animal companions cling to a torturous existence when they would normally prepare themselves for their transitions peacefully.

We are only here for a little while, and our bodies belong to ourselves and no one else.

For atheists, everything in the world is enough and every day is holy. Every day is an atheist holiday. It's a day that we're alive.

Not only does god definitely play dice … he sometimes confuses us by throwing them where they can't be seen.

Science is so important because it's a way to find truth, but the truth doesn't depend on it. Reality exists outside of humans. Religion does not.

One day we shall die. But all the other days we shall be alive.

En människa kan leva utan syn, en blind är också människa. Men blir man inte sedd, då är man ingenting.

Time is important to me now, I tell myself.Not that it should pass quickly or slowly, but only be time, be something I live inside and fill with physical things and activities that I can divide it up by. so that it grows distict to me and does not vanish when I am not looking.

Time is important to me now, I tell myself. Not that it should pass quickly or slowly, but be only time, be something I live inside and fill with physical things and activities that I can divide it up by, so that it grows distinct to me and does not vanish when I am not looking.

She turns her head and looks at me, and there is a trustfuless in that look I probably do not deserve. But maybe that is not the point, to deserve it or not, perhaps it just exists, that trust, disconnected from who you are and what you have done, and is not to be measured in any way.

Of all possible worlds this was the one in which I had landed.

As I fell asleep, I knew I would dream, and I dreamed first that I knew why I dreamed, why humans dream. We dream, quite simply, so we know we're not dead.

Death is a veil which those who live call life, Sleep and it is lifted.

Forms more real than living man,Nurslings of immortality!

Peace is in the grave.The grave hides all things beautiful and good:I am a God and cannot find it there.

He hath awakened from the dream of life.

What! alive, and so bold, O earth?

He lives, he wakes—'tis Death is dead, not he.