Quotes About Existence

Millions of things came back to her. Atoms danced apart and massed themselves. But how did they compose what people called a life?

Life is but a sleep disturbed By dreaming

Those who know how one should die knew how one should live.

When we stop noticing small things, we are no longer truly alive.

It seemed to her that living without control of your own will was hardly a step above not living at all.

My art, my greatest art, is the skill to live within me.

What separated the living from one another could be as impenetrable as whatever barrier separated the living from the dead.

One day I decided that existing simply did not work for me, and that was when I began to live.

L I V E or E V I L -- to Live life is to spell forward. To not live life is to spell backwards.

The real troubles with living is that living is so banal.

Don't stop livingbefore you stop breathing.

Living appears good, long, and tiresome, but it is way too short than a single stroke of lightning.

Why live unless you live large? Death is a reality, always present, waiting, with that in mind, live today, it is everything you own.

I don't see how anyone can find happiness in this world.

You start to die the moment you are born. The whole of life is cutting through the pack with death. So take it easy.

Life and death are something everyone will experience. It is living that only few will have embraced

I don't know about you, but this whole life thing has been the cause of all my problems.

I am afraid because I can so clearly foresee my own life rotting away of itself, like a leaf that rots without falling, while I pursue my round of existence from day to day.

All that really matters isto feel alive, if only for a single moment –to feel in Intense Sensationthat our existence is not an endless repetitionof sleeping, eating, drinking, and dressing.

Death was easy. Life was complicated.

Now she knew living was just a brief hiatus, a blip really, in the infinite line of nothingness that composed that shadowy realm of the unknown. It could stop at any time.

He thought he'd lived through everything. Only now did he realise he'd merely existed.

Man's primary purpose is not to be happy but to continue to live, to continue to travel - happily or unhappily - on the path of life!

i see the sky as beautiful, Regardless of its shine Because I wake each day grateful, That I get another chance to be alive.