Quotes About Existence

we have forgotten who we ourselves are.

Only in my mind does the past exist.

No hay tiempo, lugar ni estado del que Dios esté ausente.

The only point where eternity meets time is in the present.

Nothing is more strange than truth — nothing, at times, more terrible!

The emptiness is so intense, that anything which enters it leaves a trace, something of it remains in space: in the silence, in the whiteness, nothingness becomes peopled, too.

Do you sometimes want to wake up to the singularity we once were? So compact no body needed a bed, or food or money ~ no body hiding in he school bathroom or home alone pulling open the drawer where the pills are left For every atom belong to me as good belong to you. Remember?

Until a day came when he said, Marie, you know how we've been waiting for the big pain to come? I think it's here. I think this is it. I think it's been here all along.

we could wake up to what we were — when we were ocean and before that to when sky was earth, and animal was energy, and rock was liquid and stars were space and space was not at all — nothing before we came to believe humans were so important before this awful loneliness

I believe in dreams. I believe that every night on the planet everything that is, was and can be is dreamt. I believe that what happens in dreams is no different no less important than what happens in the waking world. I believe that dreams are the closest equvalent present-day mankind has to trime travel.

I'm not a slave to a God that doesn't exist, and I'm not a slave to a world that doesn't give a shit.

but it's your existence I love you for, mainly. Existence seems to me now the most remarkable thing that could ever be imagined.

It was a source of both terror and comfort to me then that I often seemed invisible — incompletely and minimally existent, in fact. It seemed to me that I made no impact on the world, and that in exchange I was privileged to watch it unawares.

Of my conception I know only what you know of yours. It occurred in darkness and I was unconsenting... By some bleak alchemy what had been mere unbeing becomes death when life is mingled with it.

There are a thousand thousand reasons to live this life, every one of them sufficient.

This is not to say that joy is a compensation for loss, but that each of them, joy and loss, exists in its own right and must be recognised for what it is... So joy can be joy and sorrow can be sorrow, with neither of them casting either light or shadow on the other.

Light is constant, we just turn over in it.

Everything that falls upon the eye is apparition, a sheet dropped over the world's true workings. The nerves and the brain are tricked, and one is left with dreams that these specters loose their hands from ours and walk away, the curve of the back and the swing of the coat so familiar as to imply that they should be permanent fixtures of the world, when in fact nothing is more perishable.

You see how it is godlike to love the being of someone. Your existence is a delight to us. I hope you never have to long for a child as I did, but oh, what a splendid thing it has been that you came finally, and what a blessing to enjoy you now for almost seven years.

I felt, as I have often felt, that my failing the truth could have no bearing at all on the Truth itself, which could never conceivably be in any sense dependent on me or on anyone.

If the Lord chooses to make nothing of our transgressions, then they are nothing. Or whatever reality they have is trivial and conditional beside the exquisite primary fact of existence. Of course the Lord would wipe them away, just as I wipe dirt from your face, or tears. After all, why should the Lord bother much over these snitches that are no part of His Creation? Well, there are a good many reasons why He should. We human beings do real harm. History could make a stone weep.

When we did not move or speak, there was no proof that we were there at all.

The locus of the human mystery is perception of this world. From it proceeds every thought, every art.

I have always wondered what relationship this present reality bears to an ultimate reality.