Quotes About Being

Well, I think you'll find that the soft ones object to being cheated even more than the others. They mind it more because they feel that they've only themselves to blame.

When you sit, sit. When you breathe, breathe. When you eat, eat," Gaspar would say, meaning that every bit of our being was to be in the moment, completely aware of the now, no past, no future, nothing dividing us from everything that is. It's hard for me, a Jew, to stay in the moment. Without the past, where is the guilt? And without the future, where is the dread? And without guilt and dread, who am I?

Lebe in der Gegenwart und hab keine Angst vor der Zukunft, denn sie existiert nicht und wird es auch nie tun. Es gibt nur das Jetzt.

163. Prisoners We are all prisoners. But we sit on the keys. Finitude is our cell. The universe is our prison. Our jail keeper is the Act of Being. The keys to liberation are clenched tightly in the fists of our own egos.

I dared, for the first and last time in my life, to express a theological conclusion: But how can a necessary being exist totally polluted with the possible? What difference is there, then, between God and primogenial chaos? Isn't affirming God's absolute omnipotence and His absolute freedom with regard to His own choices tantamount to demonstrating that God does not exist?

What does the philosopher say? Odi ergo sum. I hate therefore I am.

An we, inhabitants of the great coral of the Cosmos, believe the atom (which still we cannot see) to be full matter, whereas, it too, like everything else, is but an embroidery of voids in the Void, and we give the name of being, dense and even eternal, to that dance of inconsistencies, that infinite extension that is identified with absolute Nothingness an that spins from its own non-being the illusion of everything.

I lost myself in the contemplation of nature, trying to forget my thoughts and to look only at beings as they appear, and to forget myself, joyfully, in the sight of them.

Every thing thinks, but according to its complexity. If this is so, then stones also think...and this stone thinks only I stone, I stone, I stone. But perhaps it cannot even say I. It thinks: Stone, stone, stone... God enjoys being All, as this stone enjoys being almost nothing, but since it knows no other way of being, it is pleased with its own way, eternally satisfied with itself.

Así pues, para definir el ser, hay que decir es, y usar de ese modo el término definido en la definición».

The reduction of the universe to the compass of a single being, and the extension of a single being until it reaches God - that is love. Love is the salute of the angels to the stars. How sad is the heart when rendered sad by love! How great is the void created by the absence of the being who alone fills the world.

For love is like a tree; it grows of itself; it send its roots deep into our being, and often continues to grow green over a heart in ruins.

Then live your life, above all things. Make use of your I while you have it.

The infinite has being. It is there. If infinity had no self then self would not be. But it is. Therefore it has a self. The self of infinity is God.

La nada no existe. Cero no existe. Todo es algo. Nada es nada.

The infinite is. He is there. If the infinite had no person, person would be without limit; it would not be infinite; in other words, it would not exist. There is, then, an I. That I of the infinite is God.

What an ominous minute is that in which society draws back and consummates the irreparable abandonment of a sentient being!

The reduction of the universe to one single being, the expansion of one single being into God: That is what love is.

The memory of an absent being kindles in the darkness of the heart; the more it has disappeared, the more it beams; the gloomy and despairing soul sees this light on its horizon; the star of the inner night.

The reduction of the universe to a single being, the expansion of a single being even to God, that is love.

the way to experience GOD is to experience true Love, and this is achieved not by receiving love, but by being Love itself.

All In All Is All We Are

Wanting to be someone else is the waste of who you are

What do you do, everyone can do, but what you are, nobody can be.