Quotes About Meaning

Who also accuse existentialism of being too gloomy, it makes me wonder if what they are really annoyed about is not its pessimism, but rather its optimism.

Ä°nsanlar hikâyecilikten kurtulamaz, kendi hikâyeleri ve baÅŸkalar?n?n hikâyeleri aras?nda yaÅŸar. Ba??na gelen her ÅŸeyi hikâyeler içinden görür. Hayat?n?, sanki anlat?yormuÅŸ gibi yaÅŸamaya çal???r.

I am free. I haven't a single reason for living left.

I am rather...astonished at this life which is given to me- given for nothing

Não existe amor senão aquele que se constrói; não há possibilidade de amor senão a que se manifesta num amor; Um homem compromete-se com sua vida, desenha seu rosto e para além desse rosto, não existe nada.

Tired and old, they kept on existing, against the grain, simply because they were too weak to die, because death could only come to them from the outside: strains of music alone can proudly carry their own death within themselves like an internal necessity: only they don't exist. Every existing thing is born without reason, prolongs itself out of weakness and dies by chance.

I am free: there is absolutely no more reason for living, all the ones I have tried have given way and I can't imagine any more of them.

It is a profound boredom, profound, the profound heart of existence, the very matter I am made of.

No eres nada más que tu vida.

Something begins in order to end: an adventure doesn't let itself be extended; it achieves significance only through its death. Towards this death, which may also be my own, I am drawn irrevocably. Each moment appears only to bring on the moments after. To each moment I cling with all my heart: I know that it is unique, irreplaceable – and yet I would not lift a finger to prevent it from being annihilated.

Existentialism isn't so atheistic that it wears itself out showing that God doesn't exist. Rather, it declares that even if God did exist, that would change nothing

At one point, Roquentin realizes that the seat he is on is a seat only by name: "it could just as well be a dead donkey. . . . Things are divorced from their names. They are there, grotesque, headstrong, gigantic, and it seems ridiculous to call them seats or say anything at all about them: I am in the midst of things, nameless things.

Chaque parole a des retentissements. Chaque silence aussi.

The price of truth is everything, but no one knows what everything means until they're paying it.

Sentences live—they reach out, they move and breathe.

In writing, authors use modes to make meaning and clarity.

The way to reach [struggling learners] is to encourage them to notice data available to their senses. The process of reflective awareness helps students develop their cognitive structures to process information and create meaning. —Betty Garner

You can't tell the reader what it means at the end. The reader has to know what it means, and feel what it means. The reader has to be there experiencing the text. —Don Murray

Différance is actively disruptive. Language, thought and meaning aren't to be allowed the comfort of their daily routines. If that leaves philosophical language ruined, sick with its own instabilities, what about ordinary language and everyday communication? Can we rely on grounded decidability in the supermarket, the office and the lecture hall?

lost. So the /p/ is in a way present, though not simply so. It is carried as a trace in the /b/, necessarily

Neither simply present nor simply absent, the trace is an undecidable. The relay of differences (pig, big, bag, rag, rat, etc) depends upon a structural undecidability, a play of presence and absence at the origin of meaning. Undecidability at the "origin", between presence and absence.

Concepts need their physical sounds, their scripted marks, etc. Even if we can imagine words "inside our head", we are conjuring their signifiers, their sensory aspects.

an undecidable presence-absence at the origin of meaning.

First things first has always been my motto, mostly because it makes absolutely no sense - after all, if first things were second or third, they wouldn't be first things, would they? Still, cliches exist to comfort the feeble minded, not to provide any actual meaning.