Quotes About Existence

Life is an honor, albeit anonymously delivered.

The soul is not a soul, Has no secret, is small, and it fits Its hollow perfectly: its room, our moment of attention.

The isness of things is well worth studying; but it is their whyness that makes life worth living.

When you can live forever what do you live for?

Sleep, that deplorable curtailment of the joy of life.

The universe is transformation: life is opinion.

Being one with life is being one with Now. You then realize that you don't live your life, but life lives you. Life is the dancer, and you are the dance.

You are not a beautiful and unique snowflake... This is your life, and it's ending one minute at a time.

It is only of life on Earth, however, that one can speak with any certainty. It seems to me that all life on Earth, the sum total of life upon the Earth, has purpose.

Only this shimmeriness is the real living. The shape is a dead crust. The shimmer is inside really.

...What disturbed him was the discovery that in sensibly ordering his affairs he had got out of step, and not into step, with Life.

Why should physical processing give rise to a rich inner life at all? It seems objectively unreasonable that it should, and yet it does.

While life could be evaded, death could not.

Life in community is no less than a necessity for us, an inescapable 'must'all life created by God exists in communal order and works toward community.

I don't need more pain in my life. Why did I invite it in? Do I have to feel pain to believe I feel anything at all?

The experience of life consists of the experience which the spirit has of itself in matter and as matter, in mind and as mind, in emotion, as emotion, etc.

Life is finite, While knowledge is infinite.

I'm more and more convinced that life is a dream. What has happened to me is surely a dream.

Whatever lives is granted breath But by the grace and sufferance of Death.

Life is perhaps best regarded as a bad dream between two awakenings.

Birth into this life was the death of the embryo life that preceded; and the death of this will be birth into some new mode of being.

Life is a disease.

My life had come to a sudden stop. I was able to breathe, to eat, to drink, to sleep. I could not, indeed help doing so; but there was no real life in me.

The eternal life is given to those who live in the present.