Quotes About Transcendence

But death is not freedom. For a moment, it can look like freedom. But then it's death. Anything. Something. Nothing.

It feels like we've stepped outside of time. Even though there is no such place.

I still find it hard to see Ground Zero. I still find it hard to witness the nothingness. The lights are not a remedy for this. There will never be a remedy for this. But they are a strikingly apt presence. They are both something and nothing at once. They fill the space without claiming it as their own. They are translucent. They blur.

I am not kissing her because I want to, and I am not kissing her because I need to - I am kissing her for a reason that transcends want and need, that feels elemental to our existence, a molecular component on which our universe will be.

Why must we die over and over again?

This is weird. I knew it would be weird, and it is weird, and I'm telling myself that of course it's weird, but soon it will go back to being something less weird. I know I spent tonight with a girl I'd never met before. But despite that, I still felt like I knew her instantly. Because A was A. It may have been a different body, a different voice, a different size and height. But when she looked at me, it was A. When she talked to me, it was A. How I felt--it was A.

Thus, the process is "to die before you die," as stated in many religious traditions. That is, once you face your certain death, that repressed fear of death no longer runs you. Nothing scares you anymore. Fear is a big stack, and at the bottom of that stack is the fear of physical death.

For to witness majesty, to find yourself literally touched by it - isn't that what we've all been waiting for?

A todos nos gusta adornar el repaso de la vida propia de aquello que fue luminoso, para morir entre luces y no en la oscuridad del desengaño.

The splendor of that moment, its transcendent glory and aliveness, haunted him. He could thrust it aside by day, but it poisoned his dreams by night, calling to him and pleading with him to unlock the chains he'd bound about it.

Near-Death.com

Whereas reason dominates feeling, mystical knowing does not "conquer" reason—it envelops it, embraces it, transcends it. Thus, mystical or spiritual intuition is integrative: It includes, while transcending, both reason and somatic feeling.

life is simply a vacation from the infinite

It is music that speaks to the deepest reaches of your soul, and you are lifted higher, ever higher, by the adagio, in my opinion more so even than in any of the masses that Beethoven composed.

on a subconscious level we're aware that time isn't enduring, that it is not a required condition of our existence, that there comes a point when we will have no need of it.

The reason death sticks so closely to life isn't biological necessity - it's envy. Life is so beautiful that death has fallen in love with it, a jealous, possessive love that grabs at what it can. But life leaps over oblivion lightly, losing only a thing or two of no importance, and gloom is but the passing shadow of a cloud .

communion with God in the middle of bags of flour

todo contiene rastros de lo divino.

No me importa que sólo dure cinco o diez días, pero necesito a alguien que pueda hacerme olvidar completamente de mí misma.

radiate up from the earth. But as the train went on, the

for a great dancer has no time, no generation, he moves eternally through the world, so that any dancer in any age may recognize him.

I felt I was losing track of my physical location, rising above my body, viewing my life from a very distant point, hovering over it.

Mystery is the essence of divinity

Death had found them watching, trying to see beyond seeing.