Quotes About Existence

But all We did that day was mingle great and small Footprints in summer dust as if we drew The figure of our being less than two But more than one as yet.

The gathering of the souls for birth, The trial by existence named. The obscuration upon earth.

The melancholy of having to count souls Where they grow fewer and fewer every year Is extreme where they shrink to none at all. It must be I want life to go on living.

I often say that I don't worry about the meaning of life--I can't handle that big stuff. What concerns me is the meaning in life--day by day, hour by hour, while I'm doing whatever it is that I do. What counts is not what I do, but how I think about myself while I'm doing it.

Does the giraffe know what he's for? Or care? Or even think about his place in things? A giraffe has a black tongue twenty-seven inches long and no vocal cords. A giraffe has nothing to say. He just goes on giraffing.

Wherever and however any one of us may be conceived, it is the same. We come into being in the arms of God.

Goldfish and hamsters and white mice and even the little seed in the Styrofoam cup - they all die. So do we.

Arguing whether or not God exists is like fleas arguing whether or not the dog exists. Arguing over the correct name of God is like fleas arguing over the name of the dog. And arguing over whose notion of God is correct is like fleas arguing over who owns the dog.

Surprise is at the core of existence. It's true. You never ever really know what's coming next.

As long as life exists, something always happens next. There are always consequences—always sequels.

Life is—and we are—byproducts of combustion. Imagination turned to form and finally, memory.

Why is there Something instead of Nothing?

Religion is the great balm of existence because it takes us outside ourselves, connects us to something larger

Life has more meaning in the face of Death.

Most of us live in a semi-somnambulistic state: we do our daily tasks and the days fly by. The two exceptions to this are childhood and those moments when we are in love. In both cases, our emotions are more engaged, more open and active. And we equate feeling emotional with feeling more alive.

Neither had any desire for talk; the glow and glory of existing on this perfect morning were satisfaction full and sufficient

To his horror he recollected that he had left both coat and waistcoat behind him in his cell, and with them his pocket-book, money, keys, watch, matches, pencil-case -- all that makes life worth living, all that distinguishes the many-pocketed animal, the lord of creation, from the inferior one-pocketed or no-pocketed productions that hop or trip about permissively, unequipped for the real contest.

The dragon is a more enduring animal than the pterodactyl. I have never yet met anyone who really believed in a pterodactyl; but every honest person believes in dragons -- down in the back kitchen of his consciousness.

The very existence of poetry should make us laugh. What is that all about? What is it for?

I've come to believe in some kind of afterlife. A return to our true selves, a spirit self. We're just in this physical body till we go back to spirit.

I've come to believe in some kind of afterlife. A return to our true selves, a spirit self. We're

R?jaus maldel?: ...... (vardas) toks pats tuš?ias, toks pat mylimas, toks pat b?simas Buda.

The living carry us inside them like pearls. We survive only as long as they remember us.

He believed there was a mystery at the center of the great big why-is-there-anything called the universe, and that it did not speak to us, or not in any language we could understand, and that it was an insult to the mystery to pretend that it did.