Quotes About Existence

But trailing clouds of glory do we come from God, who is our home.

O joy! that in our embers Is something that doth live.

Almost suspended, we are laid asleep In body, and become a living soul: While with an eye made quiet by the power Of harmony, and the deep power of joy, We see into the life of things.

COMPARE) - Our birth is but a dream and a forgetting (Wordsworth) - ...so schläft er sehr rasch wieder ein, und schon nach vierundzwanzig Stunden ist es, als sei man niet weg gewesen und als sei die Reise der Traum einer Nacht. (Thomas Mann) - Thetis baptized her mortal son in Styx; A mortal mother would on Lethe fix. (Byron)

There are in our existence spots of time Which with distinct preeminence retain A fructifying virtue, whence, depressed By trivial occupations and the round Of ordinary intercourse, our minds - Especially the imaginative power - Are nourished and invisibly repaired. - The Two-Part Prelude: First Part

So that almost a doubt within me springs   Of Providence, such emptiness at length   Seems at the heart of all things. But, great God!   I measure back the steps which I have trod

Trailing clouds of Glory do we come, from God, who is our home...

Grace doesn't depend on suffering to exist.

Fascism was the evil. And it still exists! It is the worst evil in the world. Setting people against each other because of their skin color or because someone has a little more than someone else.

In the battle of existence, Talent is the punch; Tact is the clever footwork

Oh, isn't life a terrible thing, thank God.

It's not death people are afraid of. It's life.

According to this doctrine, man's destiny—both mortal and immortal—depended, not upon the existence of a soul before birth or after death nor upon the whim of a spiritual force, but upon his own good words and good deeds.

both the making and the unmaking were essential parts of life & necessary to keep the balance.

When I pronounce the word Future, the first syllable already belongs to the past. When I pronounce the word Silence, I destroy it.

True love. Is it normal is it serious, is it practical? What does the world get from two people who exist in a world of their own?

In the language of poetry, where every word is weighed, nothing is usual or normal. Not a single stone and not a single cloud above it. Not a single day and not a single night after it. And above all, not a single existence, not anyone's existence in this world.

The Three Oddest Words When I pronounce the word Future, the first syllable already belongs to the past. When I pronounce the word Silence, I destroy it. When I pronounce the word nothing, I make something no nonbeing can hold.

I am who I am. A coincidence no less unthinkable than any other.

Satan has usurped people so that they care only for their existence, not for God's purpose in their existence (Matt. 6:25, 31-33).

To exist is one thing, and to fulfill God's purpose is another.

He lived a life on the highest plane, a life much higher than ethics or morality. The life He lived was actually God Himself.

This couple is the secret of the universe.

Because God is the source of life, He recovers the oneness of the universe by entering into man to be man's life.