Quotes About Existence

If you don't have time for your life, what's the point of it all?

All the time, I've felt that life is a wager and that I probably was getting more out of leading a bohemian existence as a writer than I would have if I didn't.

Time doth run with calm and silent foot, Shortening my days and thread of vital life.

I sit there thinking about how much courage it takes to live an ordinary life.

When we don't allow ourselves to hope, we don't allow ourselves to have purpose. Without purpose, without meaning, life is dark. We've no light within, and we're just living to die.

There will never be a time when your life is not this moment.

I'm sure we could all relate because we've all got life. Some people ain't got it

Life stinks, but that doesn't mean you don't enjoy it.

You are not just a meaningless fragment in an alien universe, briefly suspended between life and death, allowed a few short-lived pleasures followed by pain and ultimate annihilation.

Life is continuous, and is Infinite.

It is not death or dying that is tragic, but rather to have existed without fully participating in life- that is the deepest personal tragedy.

Reason can never reconcile one to life: nothing allays the wants one cannot explain.

Vanity is a vital aid to nature: completely and absolutely necessary to life. It is one of nature's ways to bind you to the earth.

Life is merely a fracas on an unmapped terrain, and the universe a geometry stricken with epilepsy.

We are so lonely in life that we must ask ourselves if the loneliness of dying is not a symbol of our human existence.

Thus you can throw yourself flat on the ground, stretched out upon Mother Earth, with certain conviction that you are one with her and she with you...

What is art but the denial of life?

Yes, hell exists. It is not a fairy tale. One indeed burns there. This hell is not at the end of life. It is here. At the beginning. Hell is what the infant must experience before he gets to us.

In order to understand, observe, deduce, man must first be conscious of himself as alive.

No, I regret nothing, all I regret is having been born, dying is such a long tiresome business I always found.

Life moves very fast. it rushes us from heaven to hell in a matter of seconds.

Man wants to live, but it is useless to hope that this desire will dictate all his actions.

We are born from a quiet sleep, and we die to a calm awakening

The reason death sticks so closely to life isn't biological necessity – it's envy.