Quotes About Existence

Life is one-tenth Here and Now, nine-tenths a history lesson. For most of the time, the Here and Now is neither now nor here.

The emptiness of life is, at times, deafening. I think the thought of my existence is a pain because I feel at some times that I do not understand it, and at other times, I don't think there is anything to understand.

What is reality?" - "One of the many possible illusions.

a man is not his body, for he receives his body accidentally. He is not his skills, for those are frequently born of necessity. He is not his talents, which are produced by heredity and by early environmental factors. He is not the sicknesses to which he may be predisposed, and he is not the environment that shapes him. A man contains all these things, but he is greater than their total.

You must realize, Mr. Blaine, that a man is not his body, for he receives his body accidentally. He is not his skills, for those are frequently born of necessity. He is not his talents, which are produced by heredity and by early environmental factors. He is not the sicknesses to which he may be predisposed, and he is not the environment that shapes him.

I have simply given up a longevity which I never possessed anyhow. I have turned away from the con game which the gods run in their heavenly side-show. I no longer care under which shell the pea of immortality might be found. I don't need it. I have my moment which is quite enough.

What was I supposed to do? Was I meant to be nothing but God? I had tried the God business and found it too limited. It was a job for a simple-minded egomaniac. There had to be something else for me to do – something more meaningful, more expressive of my true self. I am convinced of it! That is my problem, and that is the question I ask of you: What am I to do with myself?

Philosophers have pointed out that hell exists in this world, not the next. To observe the ranks of the damned we need only look at ourselves, for we comprise both the devils and the souls in torment.

The memory of what is not may be better than the amnesia of what is.

Not where I breathe, but where I love, I live; Not where I love, but where I am, I die.

En toda disputa teórica subyace la idea de la existencia de una verdad común; si cada cual tuviera su propia verdad, no habría disputas. (32)

If you couldn't tell the difference between what hurt and what didn't, you had no business being alive. You can't have any good times if you can't tell.

One insight was that the ordinary physical world through which one shuffled heedless and half-assed toward nonentity was capable of composing itself, at any time and without notice, into a massive instrument of agonizing death.

All For a Day" All day I have written words: My subject has been that. Words. And I am wrong. And the words. I burn Three pages of them. Words. And the moon, moonlight, that too I burn. —A poem remains. But in the words, in the words In the fire that is now words. I eat the words that remain. And am eaten. By nothing, By all that I have not made.

Ferme tes yeux à demi, Croise tes bras sur ton sein, Et de ton cÅ"ur endormi Chasse à jamais tout dessein."   "Je chante la nature, Les étoiles du soir, les larmes du matin, Les couchers de soleil à l'horizon lointain, Le ciel qui parle au cÅ"ur d'existence future!

Je chante la nature, Les étoiles du soir, les larmes du matin, Les couchers de soleil à l'horizon lointain, Le ciel qui parle au cÅ"ur d'existence future!

The primary fantasy bond is the core defense underlying our resistance to change. It is the major barrier to a full, rich existence.

Yea, I am one with all I see, With wind and wave, with pine and palm; Their very elements in me Are fused to make me what I am. Through me their common life-stream flows, And when I yield this human breath, In leaf and blossom, bud and rose, Live on I will…. There is no Death

That lovely things exist is a lovely thought.

So, there is really no entity by the name of [my] "mind";

the experience of the undivided reality".

The one who has known for certain that all this world is the product of illusion, and that nothing exists, naturally enjoys peace.

world" is totally absent.

the "I" is first created, and then the world.