Quotes About Existentialism

Ya no puedo recibir de estas soledades trágicas nada más que un poco de pureza vacía.

Siempre muere uno demasiado pronto...o demasiado tarde.

Existence is prior to essence.

I can receive nothing more from these tragic solitudes than a little empty purity.

Ela não tem amizade por mim. Nem ternura. Nem estima. Ela me ama, simplesmente: qual de nós dois é o pior?

She believed in nothing; only her skepticism kept her from being an athiest.

My God! Who is this creature? It considers itself human.

The revolutions of the twentieth century, the liberation of the masses by production, created private life but gave nothing to fill it with.

Do you believe in transcendence downward as well as upward?

But oh, unreality! Unreality, unreality! That has been my scheme for a troubled but eternal life.

Whoever takes a gloomy view regards this world as a kind of hell and is accordingly concerned only with procuring for himself a small fireproof room.

o gün bugündür güne?, ay ve y?ld?zlar? kendi düzenine b?rakt?m, ne gündüz ne gece kald? benim için; bütün dünya çevremde yitip gidiyor.

If I have yet to join the hosts of the suicides, it is because (fatigue apart) I find it no meaningfuller to drown myself than to go on swimming.

Indeed, if I have yet to join the hosts of the suicides, it is because (fatigue apart) I find it no meaningfuller to drown myself than to go on swimming.

Reality doesn't exist for you. You exist for reality.

Tyler gets me a job as a waiter, after that Tyler's pushing a gun in my mouth and saying, the first step to eternal life is you have to die.

In a certain sense you deny the existence of this world. You explain life as a state of rest, a state of rest in motion.

Life to most Greeks may be either tragic or comic or a mixture of both; but one thing it never is - and that is, meaningless.

I try not to think about my life. I have no life. I need therapy.

If I've been accused a number of times of writing plays where the endings are ambivalent, indeed, that's the way I find life.

Not even nothingness preceded life. Nothingness owes its very idea to existence.

When I was 21 I wanted to write like Kafka. But, unfortunately for me, I wrote like a script editor for The Simpsons who'd briefly joined a religious cult and then discovered Foucault. Such is life.

Life wasn't about becoming, was it? It was about being.

I do not want to believe that death is the gateway to another life. For me, it is a closed door. I do not say it is a step we must all take, but that it is a horrible and dirty adventure.