Quotes About Finitude

Death not merely ends life, it also bestows upon it a silent completeness, snatched from the hazardous flux to which all things human are subject.

can only be conceived as a shuttling back and forth within the bounds of finitude, while genuine unity withdraws beyond the circle of creation into the realm of the inconceivable. So "every created thing has the divine and ineffable monad, which is God himself, as its origin and its end, because it comes forth from him and ultimately returns to him"

he begins with the assumption that there is, in the final analysis, one single question for human thought at every time and in every place: whether, and tinder what conditions, the world can be affirmed in all its finitude. As is evident here, the value that von Balthasar attaches to the work of a thinker is ultimately determined by his answer to this question.16

what are you but a corpse waiting to be washed?

Unlike other animals, all of which are undoubtedly oblivious to their eventual demise, humans are fully aware that their time on Earth is limited. This is a reality that for most individuals is difficult if not impossible to bear.

That nature does not care, one way or the other, is the true abyss. That only man cares, in his finitude facing nothing but death, alone with his contingency and the objective meaninglessness of his projecting meanings, is a truly unprecedented situation.

We are all born to no point, live out our days as best we can, and are then dissolved into the earth.

you are not thinking of finitude you are contemplating an apotheosis in which a temporary state of mind will become symmetrical above the flesh and aware both of itself and of the flesh it will not quite discard you will not even be dead and I temporary and he you cannot bear to think that someday it will no longer hurt you like this

Henri De Toulouse-Lautrec

I work, I want to do something, but I had forgotten it must all end; I had forgotten-death.

I work, I want to do something, but I had forgotten it must all end; I had forgotten—death." He

The 21st century is oppressed by a crushing sense of finitude and exhaustion.

I used to fully commit to finishing a book, even if I disliked it. But since realizing that I am, in a general way, dying, I've decided there isn't enough time to finish books that weren't meant for me. Who thought finitude could be so liberating?

We are all dying, just at different speeds.

Nada en los lenguajes humanos, ninguna traducción del pensamiento hecha con ayuda de los colores, los mármoles, las palabras o los sonidos sabría expresar el nervio, la verdad, la finitud, lo súbito del pensamiento en el alma!

A bag of meat that breathes, and when that stops, nothing but rotting garbage.

Maybe it's ALWAYS the end of the world. Maybe you're alive for a while, and then you realize you're going to die, and that's such an insane thing to comprehend, you look around for answers and the only answer is that the world must die with you.

We have a limit, a very discouraging, humiliating limit: death.

All the baubles offered by the material world fail to satisfy because they are themselves products of finitude and impermanent by nature.

Todos os seres vivos merecem o aceno de uma esperança, mesmo se estão inevitavelmente condenados à morte.

They see through the here, the now, into the vast black deep beyond, the unchanging. And that is fatal to life. Because eventually there will be no life;

Oh how wrong we were to think immortality meant never dying

Death anxiety is the mother of all religions, which, in one way or another, attempt to temper the anguish of our finitude.

We have a limit, a very discouraging, humiliating limit: death.