Quotes About Existential

Que tenho afinal? Que me falta? Sou tão feliz como qualquer cachorro, por que então este vazio e esta nostalgia? Que ânsia é esta, como se eu só amasse o que não conheço?" E o homem - o único a poder de livrá-lo da pergunta - este homem nunca lhe dirá quem ele é para não perdê-lo para sempre.

Don't you think there's a sinister emptiness in everything? Yes, there is. While we wait for the heart to understand.

Did you know humans are the only creatures alive that know about death?

The terrifying freedom of knowing that nothing, from now on, will become a memory.

Windisch closes his eyes. He feels his eyes. He feels his eyeballs in his hands. His eyes without a face.

Amy, who was handling lockdown far better than her friends, because they had never experienced the permanent low-level sense of existential dread that Amy had been experiencing since she was eight years old.

Oh God, Oh God we're all gonna die doesn't really fit the definition of banter, now does it?

When you die, she thought now, you can no longer give love. You can't give love anymore. She wouldn't be able to love her children. It struck her suddenly as the very worst thing about death, worse than not being able to breathe or laugh or kiss. A kind of existential suffocation, to not be able to give her children her love anymore.

I began to feel an emptiness, a hole that I needed to fill before I died.

Em's the first woman I've met who seems to be...well, the answer.' 'Answer to what?' He shrugged. 'All the questions, I suppose.' Fay looked blank. 'The questions you ask yourself at 4:00am... All the questions you'll ever ask yourself at 4:00am

How in the face of an end game there was virtually no limit to what did not matter.

Existence precedes essence.

We are creating powerful technologies that can fundamentally alter our planet, manipulate biology, and soon, create machines that are smarter than we are. But we still possess the primitive behaviors that got us to this point. This combination is the true existential risk that we must address.

But out of the many ironies in my current unhappy contretemps, perhaps the worst of all is that I, Dexter the Monster, Dexter the Ultimate Outsider, Dexter the Nonhuman—I, too, am reduced in extremis to that ultimate human lament: Why Me?

Sometimes, life is about what happens before death.

Sometimes it was like a deep ache, the simple act of breathing in and out.

People who don't like my work say that the connections seem too arbitrary. But that's how life is.

I still maintain that it is not love, compassion, humanism, or brotherly sentiments that will save mankind. No, not at all. It is the sheer terror of extinction that can save us, if anything can.

Jakie, is it my birthday or am I dying ?

I'm not supposed to be here, Xy.

entrepreneurship is by no means limited to the economic sphere although the term originated there. It pertains to all activities of human beings other than those one might term "existential" rather than "social." And we now know that there is little difference between entrepreneurship whatever the sphere.

Fat heard in her rational tone the harp of nihilism, the twang of the void.

Despair like that, about total reality, is self-perpetuating.

No one, it appeared to Barney, had anything to do now; the weight of empty time hung over them all.