Quotes About Existential

T]he existential setting that came to be known as the 'society of consumers' is distinguished by a remaking of interhuman relations on the pattern, and in the likeness, of the relations between consumers and the objects of their consumption.

I have this strange feeling none of this is really happening. Like I'm standing far away from myself. Like nothing is real. Have you ever had a feeling like that?

philosophy of religion comes into being when both religion and philosophy claim to offer ideas about ultimate problems.

Iliad's subject is not war or its wickedness but a crisis in how to be.

He once fantasized that his worries would be stilled if he lived elsewhere, if he attained a few professional goals, if he had a family. But nothing has ever made a difference. He is, he can see, anxious to the core, in his most basic make-up: a frightened, ill-adjusted creature.

Invisibly, almost without notice, we are losing ourselves. We are losing our ability to know who we are and what is important to us. We are creating a global machine in which each of us is a mindless and reflexive cog, relentlessly driven by the speed, noise, and artificial urgency of the wired world.

Now everything is wonderful and hazardous and nothing's hypothetical.

I imagine that existential dread probably ought to get a devil. A devil of post-colonial angst. A devil of complicated grief.

See, as it happens, I've got a couple of front row tickets for the end of the universe. I thought it'd be best to use them now. I mean, you never know... There may not be a second performance.

As for you, you are alive. But it's not the same as living.

A lot of existential questions will be answered just after the "Fuck." As in life itself.

Most of American life consists of driving somewhere and then returning home, wondering why the hell you went.

What is worse? Taking the life of a person who wants to live or taking death from a person who wants to die.

Life is full of strange absurdities, which, strangely enough, do not even need to appear plausible, since they are true.

Melbourne is the kind of town that really makes you consider the question 'Is there life after death?

Life may be not only meaningless but absurd.

Well here you are, there it is, THIS is what it's all about.

The only questions worth asking today are whether humans are going to have any emotions tomorrow, and what the quality of life will be if the answer is no.

I needed a drink, I needed a lot of life insurance, I needed a vacation, I needed a home in the country. What I had was a coat, a hat and a gun. I put them on and went out of the room.

Slept, awoke, slept, awoke, miserable life.

The aim of living is life itself.

but it's only when I'm awake that I think about dying.

but it's only when I'm awake that I think about dying.

Is today a good day to die? This is something I ask myself in the morning when I wake up. In third period when I'm trying to keep my eyes open while Mr. Schroeder drones on and on. At the supper table as I'm passing the green beans. At night when I'm lying awake because my brain won't shut off due to all there is to think about. Is today the day? And if not today—when?