Quotes About Existence

Mourir, ce n'est rien. Commence donc par vivre. C'est moins drôle et c'est plus long." ("To die is nothing. Begin by living. It's less funny and lasts longer.") [ Roméo et Jeannette ]

Il y a l'amour... Et puis il y a la vie, son ennemie.

Beauty is one of the rare things that do not lead to doubt of God.

God has subjected man to six great necessities: birth, action, eating, sleep, reproduction and death.

To live without loving is not really to live.

The cities of the world are concentric, isomorphic, synchronic. Only one exists and you are always in the same one. It's the effect of their permanent revolution, their intense circulation, their instantaneous magnetism.

Dying is nothing. You have to know how to disappear. Dying comes down to a biological chance and that is of no consequence. Disappearing is of a far higher order of necessity. You must not leave it to biology to decide when you will disappear. To disappear is to pass into an enigmatic state which is neither life nor death. Some animals know how to do this, as do savages, who withdraw while still alive, from the sight of their own people.

The simulacrum now hides, not the truth, but the fact that there is none, that is to say, the continuation of Nothingness.

Reality itself is too obvious to be true.

We are already more or less disconnected from our history and thus also from its destination. That means, then, that time can slow as it nears its end and that the year 2000, in a certain way, will not take place.

Deep down, no one really believes they have a right to live. But this death sentence generally stays tucked away, hidden beneath the difficulty of living. If that difficulty is removed from time to time, death is suddenly there, unintelligibly.

The secret of theory is that truth does not exist.

Philosophy leads to death, sociology leads to suicide.

Deep down, no one really believes they have a right to live. But this death sentence generally stays cosily tucked away, hidden beneath the difficulty of living. If that difficulty is removed from time to time, death is suddenly there, unintelligibly.

Since the day of my birth, my death began its walk. It is walking toward me, without hurrying.

Nothing ever gets anywhere. The earth keeps turning round and gets nowhere. The moment is the only thing that counts.

Nothing ever gets anywhere. The earth keeps turning round and round and gets nowhere. The moment is the only thing that counts.

One must be a living man and a posthumous artist.

Living is a horizontal fall.

The day of my birth, my death began its walk. It is walking toward me, without hurrying.

It seemed marvelous to see life pump through that strange little body of feathers, wordless noises, milk eyes—much as life pumped through me.

St. Irenaeus said, that "man exists in order to see God.

There are but three events in a man's life: birth, life and death. He is not conscious of being born, he dies in pain, and he forgets to live.

There are only three events in a man's life birth, life, and death he is not conscious of being born, he dies in pain, and he forgets to live.