Quotes About Transcendence

Eventually, all things merge into one, and a river runs through it. The river was cut by the world's great flood and runs over rocks from the basement of time. On some of those rocks are timeless raindrops. Under the rocks are the words, and some of the words are theirs. I am haunted by waters.

Eventually the watcher joined the river, and there was only one of us. I believe it was the river.

Transcendence is realising that people do not deserve pity or love or compassion. People deserve contempt.

Should she stick with the nice, sensitive guy who treats her well (Ben Stiller), or should she roll the dice with the frustrating boho bozo who treats her like crap (Ethan Hawk)? Winona made the kind of romantic decision most people my age would have made in 1994: She pursued a path that was difficult and depressing, and she did so because it showed the slightest potential for transcendence.

There is no alternative universe where Ralph Sampson is a beloved symbol of excellence. There's no Philip K. Dick novel where he averages a career double-double and gets four rings. He could never be that guy. He was needed elsewhere, for other reasons. He was needed to remind people that their own self-imposed mediocrity is better than choking on transcendence.

Look up at the stars and you're gone.

You spend your entire life becoming God and then you die.

And a moment was the most you could ever expect from perfection.

For this moment, nothing matters. Look up into the stars and you're gone. Not your luggage. Nothing matters. Not your bad breath.

Because love is confusing and strange and difficult and uncomfortable and unbelievable inconvenient. But above all, love is transcendent.

Death isn't the end of peril. There are deaths beyond death. Like it or not, death isn't the end of anything.

the first step to eternal live is you have to die.

For this moment, nothing matters. Look up into the stars and you're gone.

I will say it one last time: Demonation! The feeling of it! There are no words -how can there be?- to describe what it feels like to become words, to feel your life encoded, and laid out in black ink on white paper. All my love and hatred, melted into words. It was like the End of the World.

Of course. Remember, I've seen you in her. And it's wonderful.

though she hurried him on, he dawdled, his head back, squinting at the stars. There were no revelations to be had there. Just pinpricks of light in a plain heaven. But he saw for the first time how fine that was. That in a world too full of loss and rage they be remote: the minimum of glory. As she led him across the lightless ground, time and again he could not prevent his gaze from straying skyward.

I thought I'd gone to the limits,' Frank explains. 'I hadn't. The Cenobites gave me an experience beyond limits. Pain and pleasure, indivisible....Some things have to be endured. Take it from me. And that's what makes the pleasures so sweet.

Do demons have ghosts?' Norma asked him. 'Of course,' Knotchee replied. 'There will always be those who won't let go of who they were.

I wanted to be gone forever from being and knowing, which are the pieces of

Man is an animal who is trying to evolve into a god. Many of his problems are an inevitable result of this struggle.

Man must believe in realities outside his own smallness, outside the 'triviality of everydayness', if he is to do anything worthwhile.

What does the perfect elevator look like, the one that will deliver us from the cities we suffer now, these stunted shacks? We don't know because we can't see inside it, it's something we cannot imagine, like the shape of angels' teeth. It's a black box.

She would want, instead, to recall him in the air, between layers of cloud. To give him back that ancient dignity.

A person has to grow as a moral self in order to transcend this childlike subjectivity and primitive narcissism.