Quotes About Existence

Pain and suffering are always inevitable for a large intelligence and a deep heart. The really great men must, I think, have great sadness on earth.

Boredom, anger, sadness, or fear are not 'yours,' not personal. They are conditions of the human mind. They come and go. Nothing that comes and goes is you.

There is a design and a purpose for each of our lives. Living unaware of that is sad, but dying unaware of it is a tragedy.

How sad the world is, so beautiful yet so absurd.

There is always something sad about the trams, may be because they are like our lives: They appear from nothingness and disappear in the horizon of the crowds.

Un giorno non esistevo, un giorno non esisterò. Tra questi due istanti di indifferenza del mondo, mi sforzo di esistere. E' una modalità ondeggiante, agitata da turbini, disorientata. Tra queste due assenze, andiamo dove ci conducono i nostri passi, calpestiamo il mondo e i suoi luoghi…

Most of the world goes through the motions of life in general, blissfully unaware of anything beyond their lives.

Time flows in the same way for all human beings; every human being flows through time in a different way.

Cosmic time is the same for everyone, but human time differs with each person. Time flows in the same way for all human beings; every human being flows through time in a different way.

Because you cannot see him, God is everywhere.

It's remarkable how we go on year after year, doing the same old things. We get tired and bored, and ask when they'll come for us

Perhaps they don't realize where they were, so they went on living.

Everything that man esteems Endures a moment or a day.

Yoga is the methodology with which to unveil the miracle that exists right in front of our faces and inside ourselves.

Where do you feel your soul inside you?" Stretched between my mouth-hole and my asshole, a white thread, not transparent mist, cramped in some corner between two bones, in pain. When it is full it disappears, like a cat.

I'm made from remnants of flesh and blood And leftovers of philosophies.

No mind of a creature can attain Him.

In any man who dies there dies with him, his first snow and kiss and fight. Not people die but worlds die in them.

I sing and drink, giving no thought to death; with arms outspread I fall upon the grass, and if, in this wide world, I come to die, then it's certain to be from sheer joy that I live.

Do you believe that you will die? Yes, man is mortal, I am a man, ergo... No, that isn't what I mean. I know that you know that. What I'm asking is: Have you ever actually believed it, believe it completely, believe not with your mind but with your body, actually felt that one day the fingers now holding this very piece of paper will be yellow and icy...?

The most agonising thing is to drop doubt into a man about his being a reality, three-dimensional - and not some other kind of reality.

Do you believe that you will die? Yes man is mortal I am a man ergo... no that isn't what I mean. I know that you know that. What I am asking is, have you ever actually believed it? Believed it completely? Believed not with your mind but with your body? Actually felt that one the fingers now holding this very piece of paper will be icy and yellow? No, of course you don't believe it. Which is the reason why up until now you haven't jumped from the tenth floor to the pavement.

They say there is a kind of flower that blooms only once a century, Then couldn't there be one that flowers only once every thousand years - or once every ten thousand years? Maybe there are and we just don't know it because today is itself that once-in-a-thousand-year moment.

All women are lips, nothing but lips. Some pink, firmly round---a ring, a tender protection against the whole world. But these: a second ago they did not exist, and now--a knife slit--and the sweet blood will drip down.