Quotes About Existence

We are civilized generation number 500 or so, counting from 10,000 years ago when we settled down. We are Homo sapiens generation number 7,500, counting from 150,000 years ago when our species presumably arose. And we are human generation number 125,000, counting from the earliest Homo species. Yet how can we see ourselves as only a short-term replacement cast for a long-running show, when a new batch of birds flies around singing, and new clouds move?

I was holding my breath. Is this where we live, I thought, in this place at this moment, with the air so light and wild?

To exist is to drink oneself without thirst.

She feels as if a book is writing itself just behind her; all she has to do is live. But there is nothing.

If I didn't have my camera to remind me constantly, I am here to do this, I would eventually have slipped away, I think. I would have forgotten my reason to exist.

Perhaps God dropped them on their heads before they were born.

Jetzt bleibt ihm nur noch er Tod, doch der lässt auf sich warten, weil Mahmoud ein Gewohnheitstier ist und sich daran ewöhnt hat, am Leben zu sein.

You always run into something no matter where you go. Turns out you're someplace after all.

But where I itty now, O my brothers, is all on my oddy knocky, where you cannot go. Tomorrow is all like sweet flowers and the turning vonny earth and the stars and the old Luna up there. ... And all that cal.

Life is, of course, terrible.

It is as inhuman to be totally good as it is to be totally evil. The important thing is moral choice. Evil has to exist along with good, in order that moral choice may operate. Life is sustained by the grinding opposition of moral entities.

Never,' I said. 'One can die but once. Dim died before he was born. That red red krovvy will soon stop.

But poor old Dim kept looking up at the stars and planets and the Luna with his rot wide open like a kid who'd never viddied any such thing before, and he said: What's on them, I wonder. What would be up there on things like that? I nudged him hard, saying: Come, gloopy bastard as thou art. Think thou not on them. There'll be life like down here most likely, with some getting knifed and others doing the knifing.

You were not put on this earth just to get in touch with God.

One can die but once. Dim died before he was born.

the whatness of Allbook.

English is a curiously expressive language. Womb, room, tomb. It sums up living in three words.

You were not put on this earth just to get in touch with God. That sort of thing could sap all the strength and the goodness out of a chelloveck.

And so I hunger for something that is permanent, something that will last forever. Truth, I am told, is a thing that will last forever.

In other words, I heard life going on, and it was a comfort.

ÖzgürlüÄŸü günlerimden artakalan bir gölgeydim sadece.

A year jammed full of adventure and misadventure, strides forward and many steps backward, another year in my topsy-turvy, Jekyll-and-Hyde existence.

It was that prolonged, flat, cheerless week that follows Christmas. My own existence seemed infinitely stagnant, relieved only by work on another book. Those interminable latter days of the dying year create an interval, as it were, of moral suspension: one form of life already passed away before another has had time to assert some new, endemic characteristic. Imminent change of direction is for some reason often foreshadowed by such colourless patches of time.

That illusion—as such a point of view was, in due course, to appear—was closely related to another belief: that existence fans out indefinitely into new areas of experience, and that almost every additional acquaintance offers some supplementary world with its own hazards and enchantments.