Quotes About Existence

LIFE, n. A spiritual pickle preserving the body from decay. We live in daily apprehension of its loss; yet when lost it is not missed

MATERIAL, adj. Having an actual existence, as distinguished from an imaginary one. Important.

Cartesian,adj. Relating to Descartes, a famous philosopher, author of the celebrated dictum, Cogito ergo sum- whereby he was pleased to suppose he demonstrated the reality of human existence. The dictum might be improved, however, thus: Cogito cogito ergo sum- 'I think I think, therefore I think that I am'; as close an approach to certainty as any philosopher has yet made.

SOUL, n. A spiritual entity concerning which there hath been brave disputation. Plato held that those souls which in a previous state of existence (antedating Athens) had obtained the clearest glimpses of eternal truth entered into the bodies of persons who became philosophers. Plato himself was a philosopher. The souls that had least contemplated divine truth animated the bodies of usurpers and despots.

Most persons go to sleep rather gladly, yet sleep is virtual annihilation while it lasts; and if it should last forever the sleeper would be no worse off after a million years of it than after an hour of it.

For there be divers sorts of death—some wherein the body remained; and in some it vanished quite away with the spirit.

NOUMENON, n. That which exists, as distinguished from that which merely seems to exist, the latter being a phenomenon. The noumenon is a bit difficult to locate; it can be apprehended only be a process of reasoning—which is a phenomenon. Nevertheless, the discovery and exposition of noumena offer a rich field for what Lewes calls the endless variety and excitement of philosophic thought. Hurrah (therefore) for the noumenon!

LIFE, n. A spiritual pickle preserving the body from decay. We live in daily apprehension of its loss; yet when lost it is not missed. The question, Is life worth living? has been much discussed; particularly by those who think it is not, many of whom have written at great length in support of their view and by careful observance of the laws of health enjoyed for long terms of years the honors of successful controversy.

CARTESIAN, adj. Relating to Descartes, a famous philosopher, author of the celebrated dictum, Cogito ergo sum—whereby he was pleased to suppose he demonstrated the reality of human existence. The dictum might be improved, however, thus: Cogito cogito ergo cogito sum— I think that I think, therefore I think that I am; as close an approach to certainty as any philosopher has yet made.

We return to the void we never left, for Mehay is the center of all, and all is the center of nothing.

Breath belongs to Mehay. Ecl has no use for it.

Kendra] also referred to Tizoc Theron, one of the most powerful mercenaries in all of vampiric existence, as her Tizzy. The Inquisition was a dreadful inconvenience, World War II was a little spat and the fall of Midnight, the vampiric empire that had reigned for centurie, was an unfortunate event.

Bidden or not, God is here.

A life, a history, whole patterns of existence altered, simply by doing nothing. The silent lie. The act of omission.

He knows nothing about how this will all end, except that it will surely end. He tries to imagine himself into a future, somewhere past this point, but he cannot. There is nothing to do but to keep on existing, in this exact time and place. This is what hell must be like. Waiting without knowing. Not hell, but purgatory. Worse than hell.

Whenever he was asked what somebody had died of he'd reply (with immense gravity), Lack of breath.

In this world, what is here is not necessarily here, and what is now may not really be now: place and time are malleable, and everything is seen through a haze of probabilities, rather than with certainty.

I could not persuade her that a place does not merely exist, that it has to be invented in one's imagination.

Enough to make a man believe in God,' said Temple. 'And that He's somewhere else.

It all slips by so fast. Slips by and you hardly notice, like leaves on the water. Savour the little moments, son, that's my advice. They're what life is. All the things that happen while you're waiting for something else.

You have to be grateful for the small things, when any minute might be your last.

If that is your God, I do not believe in Him. What kind of God would He be if your belief could make the slightest difference? Or mine, or anyone's?

Disbelieve this sword, it will still cut you. He is God. We all walk His path regardless

One cannot eliminate unhappiness any more than one can eliminate darkness.