Quotes About Existence

I felt today when the night melted away into a flowering bush and the wind smelled of strawberries and without love one is only a dead man on furlough, nothing but a scrap of paper with a few dates and a chance name on it and one might as well die

Moral? yra žmoni? išradimas, bet ne gyvenimo išvada.

Iga elatud päev tähendab üks päev vähem olemasolu.

Žmogus nesi jau toks svarbus. - Nesvarbus? - Švarcas v?l pak?l? sutrikus? veid?. - Nesvarbus? Žinoma, ne! Bet malon?kite pasakyti man, kas gi tuomet svarbu, jeigu gyvenimas nebesvarbus? - Niekas, - atsakiau žinodamas, kad tai ir teisyb?, ir ne. - Tiktai mes patys suteikiame viskam vert?.

Šaubas ir tic?bas otra puse.

Doesn't this make you sad, Ferdinand?" He shrugged his shoulders. "Cynical, if you like. One is sad when one thinks about life—cynical when one sees what people make of it.

Our knowledge of life is limited to death." - Paul Baumer

SevmÉ™yÉ™n adam bu dünyaya mÉ™zuniyyÉ™tÉ™ gÉ™lmiÅŸ ölüdür. Onun da quruca ad? , doÄŸulduÄŸu ay?, ili var, vÉ™ssalam.

Gyvenkim ši?ia taikiai ir dorai, ano pasaulio juk n?ra tikrai.

On devient mélancolique lorsqu'on pense à la vie... cynique lorsqu'on voit ce qu'en font la plupart des gens.

Nasza wiedza o ?yciu ogranicza si? do ?mierci.

We are two human beings, two tiny sparks of life; outside there is just the night, and all around us, death.

It was not any recognition of their beauty and their significance that attracted us, but the communion, the feeling of a comradeship with the things and events of our existence, which cut us off and made the world of our parents a thing incomprehensible to us—for then we surrendered ourselves to events and were lost in them, and the least little thing was enough to carry us down the stream of eternity.

People become melancholic when they start thinking about life. They become cynics because they see what other people do with life.

M?s ar katru dienu vair?k mirstam, bet ar? ar katru dienu ilg?k dz?vojam [..] nekas netiek izn?cin?ts, un, kas neko negrib patur?t, tam pieder viss.

Svaki ?ovek ima ono malo svoga razuma da razabere kako ne može živeti samo prema razumu.

Da li znate, bra?o, šta je najjezivije na svetu? - Prazna ?aša - odgovori Lenc. Ferdinand ga zbrisa jednim zamahom: - Gotfride, žalosno je kad je muškarac lakrdijaš. On se opet obrati nama. - Vreme je, drugovi, najjezivije. Vreme! Trenutak u kome živimo, a kojim ipak ne vladamo.

Dažbr?d cilv?ks pavisam aizmirst, ka vi?š dz?vo. - Es gan to arvien apzinos. Tikai nezinu l?g?, ko ar to ies?kt.

Leur existence est anonyme et sans culpabilité; si j'en savais davantage sur leur compte, c'est-à-dire comment ils s'appellent, comment ils vivent, ce qu'ils attendent, ce qui les oppresse, mon émotion aurait un but concret et pourrait devenir de la compassion. Mais je n'éprouve ici, derrière eux, que la douleur de la créature, l'épouvantable mélancolie de l'existence et l'absence de pitié qui caractérisent les hommes.

To-day we would pass through the scenes of our youth like travelers. We are burnt up by hard facts; like tradesmen we understand distinctions, and like butchers, necessities. We are no longer untroubled- we are indifferent. We might exist there; but should we really live there?

Life was life, it was worth nothing and everything;

man bija t?da saj?ta, it k? maz? telpa paceltos un ar mums aizlidotu cauri naktij un gadiem, gar?m daudz?m atmi??m. T? bija sav?da noska?a. Laiks lik?s apst?jies; tas vairs nebija k? straume, kas n?ca no tumsas un iepl?da tums?, - tas bija ezers, kur? klusi atspogu?oj?s dz?ve.

Veruješ li ti da se život nastavlja posle? - Verujem. Život je toliko r?avo stvoren da mu ovde ne može biti kraj.

Vis gal?jai tik?tis, kad tav?s nepasteb?s arba palaikys mirusiu - papras?iausias gamtos d?snis, žinomas kiekvienam vabalui.