Quotes About Existence

Fate loves to invent patterns and designs. Its difficulty lies in complexity. But life itself is difficult because of its simplicity. It has only a few things of a grandeur not fit for us.

Be - don't try to become.

Everything of this life as a mortal is fiction. It seems real, but...

Things you did. Things you never did. Things you dreamed. After a long time they run together.

Since there is absolutely no logical reason to assume there is an afterlife, I decided to make the life I have now as much fun as possible.

Madam Life's a piece in bloom Death goes dogging everywhere: she's the tenant of the room, he's the ruffian on the stair.

What indeed is life, unless so far as it is enjoyed? It does not merit the name.

The enduring life is the one that begins once we awaken from this world. And it is in that awakening that we realize... It was only a dream

A way of life which excludes the realm of the unknown and the mysterious is simply not in harmony with life itself.

For clearly it is impossible to touch eternity with one hand and life with the other.

We choose to believe that the granite is alive. If life is movement, then rock - with its atoms flying around like stars in cosmos - is alive.

In whatever form it takes, life sings because it has a song. The meaning is in the lyrics.

The Buddha takes no position on gods, he suggests they may exist or they may not, but either way you can live a moral life.

Life isn't moving quickly - time moves very quickly.

And I think a painting has such a limited life anyway

... nothing lasts long. We all come to life and gather allies and build empires and die, all in a single moment - maybe a single pulse of some giant processor somewhere.

To die is one thing. How much worse to know that all the life that ever existed on this planet, and all it ever achieved, was to be obliterated?

I think more and more scientists are becoming convinced that it's very likely that life forms of some kind exist all around the universe not so far from us.

Life is a thin narrowness of taken-for-granted, a plank over a canyon in a fog.

Life itself is but the expression of a sum of phenomena, each of which follows the ordinary physical and chemical laws.

The fact of being alive compensated for what life did to one.

Death is profoundly meaningful. Discovering what it is in itself we will know the secret of life.

The uncertainty of death is, in effect, the great support of the whole system of life.

Surely a long life must be somewhat tedious, since we are forced to call in so many trifling things to help rid us of our time, which will never return.