Quotes About Existence

He had already learned there was only one day at a time and that it was always the day you were in. It would be today until it was tonight and tomorrow would be today again. This was the main thing he had learned so far.

You have it now and that is all your whole life is; now. There is nothing else than now. There is neither yesterday, certainly, nor is there any tomorrow. How old must you be before you know that? There is only now

And what did last? I last, she thought. Yes, i have lasted. But for what?

We are born with all we have and we never learn. We never get anything new. We all start complete.

Who do you suppose has it easier? Ones with religion or just taking it straight? It comforts them very much but we know there is no thing to fear. It is only missing it that's bad. Dying is only bad when it takes a long time and hurts so much that it humiliates you. That is where you have all the luck, see? You don't have any of that.

But when I am with Maria I love her so that I feel, literally, as though I would die and I never believed in that nor thought that it could happen. So if your life trades its seventy years for seventy hours I have that value now and I am lucky enough to know it. And if there is not any such thing as a long time, nor the rest of your lives, nor from now on, but there is only now, why then now is the thing to praise and I am very happy with it.

But they went through this fiction every day.

You go along your whole life and they seem as though they mean something and they always end up not meaning anything.

Il avait le poisson sous les yeux et il lui suffisait de regarder ses mains et de sentir son dos contre le bois de l'arrière pour savoir que cela était bel et bien arrivé et que ce n'était pas un rêve.

There's no one thing that's true. It's all true.

Morir no tenía importancia ni se hacía de la muerte ninguna idea aterradora. Pero vivir era un campo de trigo balanceándose a impulsos del viento en el flanco de una colina. Vivir era un halcón en el cielo. Vivir era un botijo entre el polvo del grano segado y la paja que vuela. Vivir era un caballo entre las piernas y una carabina al hombro, y una colina, y un valle, y un arroyo bordeado de árboles, y el otro lado del valle con otras colinas a lo lejos.

Juntó las manos y sintió las palmas. No estaban muertas y le bastaba con abrirlas y cerrarlas para notar el dolor de la vida.

Dying was nothing and he had no picture of it nor fear of it in his mind. But living was a field of grain blowing in the wind on the side of a hill. Living was a hawk in the sky. Living was an earthen jar of water in the dust of the threshing with the grain flailed out and the chaff blowing. Living was a horse between your legs and a carbine under one leg and a hill and a valley and the hills beyond.

You have it now and that is all your whole life is; now. There is nothing else than now. There is neither yesterday, certainly, nor is there any tomorrow. How old must you be before you know that? There is only now, and if now is only two days, then two days is your life and everything in it will be in proportion.

So if your life trades its seventy years for seventy hours I have that value now and I am lucky enough to know it. And if there is not any such thing as a long time, nor the rest of your lives, nor from now on, but there is only now, why then now is the

Try to learn to breathe deeply, really to taste food when you eat, and when you sleep, really to sleep. Try as much as possible to be wholly alive with all your might, and when you laugh, laugh like hell. And when you get angry, get good and angry. Try to be alive. You will be dead soon enough. — Ernest Hemingway

Si-apoi, se gândi batrânul, toata lumea omoara pe toata lumea într-un fel sau altul. Pescuitul ma omoara în aceeasi masura în care ma tine în viata.

I would like to have it for my whole life. You will, the other part of him said. You will. You have it _now_ and that is all your whole life is; now.

Don't ever kid yourself about loving someone. It is just that most people are not lucky enough ever to have it. What you have...whether it lasts just through today and a part of tomorrow, or whether it lasts for a long life is the most important thing that can happen to a human being. There will always be people who say it does not exist because they cannot have it. But I tell you it is true and that you have it and that you are lucky even if you die tomorrow.

But it is good that we do not have to try to kill the sun or the moon or the stars. It is enough to live on the sea and kill our true brothers.

But in the meantime all the life you have or ever will have is today, tonight, tomorrow, today, tonight, tomorrow, over and over again (I hope), he thought and so you had better take what time there is and be very thankful for it.

I did not care what it was all about. All I wanted to know was how to live in it. Maybe if you found out how to live in it you learned from that what it was all about.

Don't think about that either. If you don't think about it, it doesn't exist. The hell it doesn't. But that's the system I'm going on, he thought.

Er þér sama um líf og þjáningar annarrar mannveru? Þín að minstakosti. Þú ert kvikindi. Já. Ég hélt þú myndir hjálpa mér Hem. Ég myndi feginn vilja skjóta þig.