Quotes About Existence

Our days of praise shall ne'er be past While life, and thought, and being last, And immortality endures.

Death have we hated, knowing not what it meant; Life we have loved, through green leaf and through sere, Though still the less we knew of its intent.

Kerouac and I are not real at all. The only thing about a writer is that he has written, and not his so-called life. 'And we (will) all die and the stars will go out, one after another.

The events of life have never fallen into the form of the short story or the form of the poem, or into any other form.Yourown consciousnessisthe only formyouneed.

I see life as one life at one time, so many millions simultaneously, all over the earth.

Even through the hollow eyes of death I spy life peering.

And a man's life's no more than to say "One."

Take the sweet poetry of life away, and what remains behind?

Life and death live and die in exactly the same spot, the body. It is from there that both babies and cancers are born.

You may not believe in life, but I don't believe in death. Move on!

Life would continue to exist and grow. Cause and effect still exist even where there is no time.

The fact that we die, that makes life important. It's hard to take, but it's the truth.

In the end, we are not the roles we play. We are the light that animates every soul in the dance we call life.

So many little lives, amounting to nothing. I ask you: What is infinity multiplied by zero? It is hardly worth our discussion.

But,' I reminded myself, 'it's common knowledge that life isn't worth living, anyhow.

life is a story and god is author.life is absurd.I think so.

Enough for me is the mystery of the eternity of life, and the inkling of the marvelous structure of reality. There is in this neither a will nor a goal, nor a must, but only sheer being.

Affirmation of the world, which means affirmation of the will-to-live that manifests itself around me, is only possible if I devote myself to other life.

All those animals live a pretty dreary life, then they get chopped up and put on a griddle.

It is not the material which gives life form but the space between the material that gives life form.

Somewhat dramatic things happen, and you don't even always notice them — that's what life is.

Placed on this isthmus of a middle state.

Death, which we are accustomed to consider an evil, really acts for us the friendliest part, and takes away the commonplace of existence.

I think life's too complex to be an accident.