Quotes About Existence

Your love for dreamed things was your scorn for living things.

Life spiraling into Nothingness, infinitely yearning for what it cannot have.

We are eternal travelers of ourselves, and the only landscape that exists is what we are. We possess nothing, because we do not even possess ourselves. We have nothing because we are nothing.

Oggi, all'improvviso, sono giunto a una sensazione assurda e giusta. Mi sono reso conto, in un lampo, che non sono nessuno. Nessuno, assolutamente nessuno.

El dominio más grande de sí mismo es la indiferencia por si mismo, considerando alma y cuerpo la casa y la finca donde el Destino ha querido que pasemos nuestra vida.

N'être qu'un est une prison

Eis-me aqui! O que há para mim senão vacuidade No mundo (...), o que me destinastes? O vazio? O silêncio? A escuridão? Desses-me o instinto deles, não a plena Torturação da luz.

And what a refreshing and happy horror that there was nobody there! Not even we, who walked there, were there… For we were nobody. We were nothing at all… We had no life for Death to have to kill. We were so tenuous and slight that the wind's passing left us prostrate, and time's passage caressed us like a breeze grazing the top of a palm.

Fernando Pessoa

Por que fiz eu dos sonhos a minha única vida?

I don't know what the point is of this journey I was obliged to make between one night and another, in the company of the entire universe.

Life lobs us into the air like a stone, and we fly along, saying as we go: "You see, I'm moving.

Nací en un tiempo en el que la mayoría de los jóvenes habían perdido la creencia en Dios, por la misma razón por la que sus mayores la habían tenido —sin saber por qué—

if what lies beyond the theatre doors is life, then we will live; if it is death, then we will die, and the play is irrelevant.

La vida es lo que hacemos de ella. Los viajes son los viajeros. Lo que vemos no es lo que vemos sino lo que somos.

omnia fui, nihil expedit — I was all things; all was worthless.

The very act of living means dying, since with each day we live, we have one less day of life remaining.

There is no happiness without knowledge, but the knowledge of happiness brings unhappiness, because to know one is happy is to know that one is passing through happiness and, therefore, will soon be obliged to leave it behind. In happiness as in everything, knowledge kills. Not to know, however, is not to exist.

A verdade, porém, é que não existo nem eu, nem outra coisa qualquer. Todo este universo, e todos os outros universos, com seus diversos criadores e seus diversos Satãs mais ou menos perfeitos e adestrados são vácuos dentro do vácuo, nadas que giram, satélites, na órbita inútil de coisa nenhuma.

For me life is an inn where I must stay until the carriage from the abyss calls to collect me. I don't know where that carriage will take me because I know nothing.

Somos muerte. Esto, que consideramos vida, es el sueño de la vida real, la muerte de lo que verdaderamente somos. Los muertos nacen, no mueren. Están trocados, para nosotros, los mundos. Cuando creemos que vivimos, estamos muertos; vamos a vivir cuando estamos moribundos.

Después morirá el planeta giratorio en que todo esto ocurrió.

Whoever lives like me doesn't die: he terminates, wilts, devegetates. The place where he was remains without him being there; the street where he walked remains without him being seen on it; the house where he lived is inhabited by not-him. That's all, and we call it nothing;

A morte é a curva da estrada, Morrer é só não ser visto