Quotes About Existence

Goldstein's central thesis is that anxiety is the subjective experience of the organism in a catastrophic condition . An organism is thrown into a catastrophic condition when it cannot cope with the demands of its environment and, therefore, feels a threat to its existence or to values it holds essential for its existence.

Kitab? Poetry and Experience'ta (?iir ve Deneyim) Archibald Mac-Leish, kar??la?man?n iki kutbu için olas? olan en evrensel terimleri kullan?r: "Varl?k ve Yokluk." Çinli bir ?airden al?nt? yapar: "Biz ?airlerin yoklukla mücadelesi, onu varl??? ortaya ç?kartmaya zorlamak içindir. Sessizli?i bir müzik yan?t? almak için t?klat?r?z.

Anxiety is not an affect among other affects, such as pleasure or sadness. It is rather an ontological characteristic of man, rooted in his very existence as such.

Figuratively speaking, it is the specter of death they are trying to appease—death as the symbol of ultimate separation, aloneness, isolation from other human beings.

In human beings courage is necessary to make being and becoming possible.

Sisyphus,' is an interpretation of the unavoidable limits to which everyone who is human is condemned. The constructive way of dealing with anxiety in this sense consists of learning to live with it, accepting it as a 'teacher,' to borrow Kirkegaard's phrase, to school us in confronting our human destiny.

In a period when Tom was anxious about whether he could keep his job at the hospital or would have to go on relief, he exclaimed, "If I could not support my family, I'd as soon jump off the dock." That is, if the value of being a self-respecting wage-earner were threatened, Tom, like the salesman Willie Loman and countless other men in our society, would feel he no longer existed as a self, and might as well be dead.

anxiety is evidence of a battle between our strength as a self on one side and a danger which threatens to wipe out our existence as a self on the other.

The threat of frustration of a biological urge does not cause conflict and anxiety unless that urge is identified with some value essential to the existence of the personality.

But in another respect man is very different from the rest of nature. He possesses consciousness of himself; his sense of personal identity distinguishes him from the rest of the living or nonliving things. And nature cares not a fig for man's personal

Ölümle (insan?n kendi varl???n?n hiçbir yank?s?n? bulamad??? bir dünyayla) yüz yüze gelebilme yetisi (cesareti) geli?menin önko?uludur, insan?n kendi bilincine varmas?n?n ve kendisini bulmas?n?n önko?ulu.

All men have a legend because of death. Humanity wasn't legendary any longer: it was a myth.

Tik priart?jus ketvirt? dešimt?, po ilg? klajoni? tarp šedevr? man atsiv?r? tiesa ir supratau, kad paskutinio kamuoliuko išvis n?ra.

Ma io non ci tengo tanto a essere felice, preferisco ancora la vita. La felicità è una bella schifezza e una carogna e bisognerebbe insegnarle a vivere. Non siamo della stessa razza, io e lei, e a me non me ne frega niente.

Monsieur Hamil, est-ce qu'on peut vivre sans amour? - Oui, dit-il, et il baissa la tête comme s'il avait honte.

You can say anything you like about life, but one thing is certain: life doesn't give a damn. It has never made any clear distinction between happiness and misery. It simply doesn't watch where it's going.

Moi ce qui m'a toujours paru bizarre, c'est que les larmes ont été prévues au programme. Ça veut dire qu'on a été prévu pour pleurer. Il fallait y penser. Il y a pas un constructeur qui se respecte qui aurait fait ça.

J'ignore ce que c'est une dépression nerveuse, parce que pour moi c'est l'état normal de l'humanité." - Vingt questions à Romain Gary - L'affaire homme

Les années passaient, je ne l'oubliais pas. J'avais parfois peur car j'avais encore beaucoup de vie devant moi et qu'elle parole pouvais-je donner à moi-même, alors que c'est Dieu qui tient la gomme à effacer ?

J'étais tellement heureux que je voulais mourir parce que le bonheur il faut le saisir pendant qu'il est là.

M. Honoré is coming down the staircase. He holds himself straight and stiff, his cane under his arm. He does not look at Monsieur Karl, but through him. And every time Monsieur Karl feels humiliated. He wouldn't mind being hated: but he doesn't want to be ignored. He has the impression that he no longer exists, while this cracked Frenchman is going past.

Sad? — No. But I hate winter. I hate the snow. In weather like this, you'd really think that the world wasn't made for man and that we're here by accident.

Quand on a deux corps, il vient des moments où l'on est à moitié.

He didn't believe in God, but he believed even less in cheapness. Besides, life's never been anything else except a brief, frightened, bewildered shopping expedition.