Best 1828 quotes in «existence quotes» category

Perhaps it's true that all men love their fathers, no matter how terrible the things they do to their sons: there is a part of us that remains forever in debt to those responsible for our existence.

Perhaps the saddest part of coexistence is the concept of interdependence being necessary for any form of solidarity to be realized. Being encouraged to lean on the weak, does not sound like a long term viable solution to attaining strength.

Physical existence is finite. - Sagar Gorijala.

Philosophy loves it wild.

Poetry is death and death is poetry.

Podrías POR FAVOR dejar de aprecer de la nada y asustarme" Pagan "Normalmente no eres tan Irritable". Dank "Mantente fuera de mi habitación, Podría haber estado Desnuda". Pagan "¿Quieres que vuele lejos?. Eso es lindo". Dank "No queria ser Linda, pero parecia que ya no podía seguir enojada tampoco". Pagan "¿Su risa había causado este calor relajante en mi cuerpo?". Pagan "Estupido Tipo Muerto Parlante". Pagan "Pagan: ¿Has estado Observandome? Dank: Durante semanas, Pagan, Durante Semanas..." "No puedo decirte lo que soy, Ya he roto Demasiadas Reglas". Dank "Nunca he tenido Problema en dejar saber a una Chica que me interesa... Hasta Ahora". Leif "Siento el dolor de cada corazon que tomo". Cancion de Dank "La oscuridad me abraza, pero la luz aún dibuja mi alma Vacía". Canción de Dank "El vacío en el que solía usar dolor, para llenar el agujero ya no me controla, ya no me llama, Gracias a ti". Cancion de Dank "Dank Walker esta aqui. Como, en nuestra escuela. Como, Inscrito en nuestra escuela. ¿Puedes Creerlo?". Miranda "Dank Walker. El alma, Mi alma ¿Era Dank Walker, el Rockero? "El tipo parece que no puede apartar los ojos de ti, No es que lo pueda Culpar". Leif "Te necesito, Nunca dudes de mi necesidad por ti". Dank "Sabía que el rosa pálido te sentaría, la mayoría de las chicas no pueden llevarlo, pero en ti, es Perfecto". Dank "Tu eres lo único que mas quiero en el Mundo. Sin Embargo, lo único que no puedo Tener". Dank "Sin Embargo Te quedas, Aferrandote a mi, pero te Quedas". Canción de Dank. "Mi Primer sabor de el, hizo Girar mi Mundo". Pagan "Te he dado vida, cuando estaba en mis manos darte Muerte. Alejate de Mi". Cancion de Dank "Alejate de mi, antes de que colapse y te lleve conmigo". Canción de Dank. "Eres una chica Frustante. No eres como ninguna de las almas que he conocido". Dank "Yo no soy un hombre, Por lo que no tengo un Corazón, que ame como un ser humano lo hace". Dank "Tu eres mi existencia, Yo soy Tuyo". Dank "Eres Mía ahora, Mientras camines por la Tierra me perteneces, Nada puede hacerte Daño". Dank "Es practicamente imposible hacer daño a lo que La Muerte proteje". Dank

Positive energy radiates from every word you share to a magnitude that can not be measured on scale. The vibrations he sends your way are received and absorbed into the very core of your existence. The power within his words quench the areas of your spirit that only God knows. Mortality thrives on the very essence of Godly Love

Poverty would always exist when we allow injustices to speak.

Praise be to God I’m not good, And have the natural egotism of flowers And rivers following their bed Preoccupied without knowing it Only with blooming and flowing. This is the only mission in the World, This—to exist clearly, And to know how to do it without thinking about it.)

Praise to be the stars that implode. A new freedom opens up within them: annulled from space, exonerated from time, existing at last, for themselves alone and no longer in relation to all the rest, perhaps only they can be sure they really exist.

Price and Cost. Sometimes we pay more. Sometimes we pay less. You've got to determine what you are willing to pay for success.

...properly a theory about knowledge, not about religion. A theist and a Christian may be an agnostic; an atheist may not be an agnostic. An atheist may deny that there is God, and in this case his atheism is dogmatic and not agnostic. Or he may refuse to acknowledge that there is a God simply on the ground that he perceives no evidence for his existence and finds the arguments which have been advanced in proof of it invalid. In this case his atheism is critical, not agnostic. The atheist may be, and not infrequently is, an agnostic.

provou que (o prazer) é um presente da divindade, 'pois - dizia - o homem não pode dar a si próprio nem sensações nem ideias, recebe tudo; a dor e o prazer lhe vêm de fora, como sua existência'.

Prove to the world that you are alive, let your words breathe life into the nostrils of the universe.

Put in the work. Reap the rewards

Q: The Continuum didn't think you had it in you, Jean-Luc. But I knew you did...We wanted to see if you had the ability to expand your mind and your horizons. And for one brief moment, you did. Picard: When I realized the paradox. Q: Exactly. For that one fraction of a second, you were open to options you had never considered. That is the exploration that awaits you. Not mapping stars and studying nebula, but charting the unknown possibilities of existence.

Questions... I question that... and than... soona I am going to question and my existence.

Question marks are met with periods By people full of arrogance They have every answer, nothing mysterious And yet they have no evidence.

Rabbi Bunam zei tegen zijn leerlingen dat zij steeds twee zakken over hun schouders moesten dragen om naar behoefte in de ene zak te tasten of in de andere. In de ene zak, zei hij, ligt het woord Om mijnentwil is de wereld geschapen, in de andere het woord Ik be stof en as.

Racism and violence were non-existent in this world, When people were aware to fight for identity'- Terzanelle for Octavia Estelle Butler, Poem by Marieta Maglas

Religion is the sense of comprehension of the totality of existence.

Reality cannot breathe without imagination.

Reasonableness is a matter of degree. Beliefs can be very reasonable (Japan exists), fairly reasonable (quarks exist), not unreasonable (there's intelligent life on other planets) or downright unreasonable (fairies exist). There's a scale of reasonableness, if you like, with very reasonable beliefs near the top and deeply unreasonable ones towards the bottom. Notice a belief can be very high up the scale, yet still be open to some doubt. And even when a belief is low down, we can still acknowledge the remote possibility it might be true. How reasonable is the belief that God exists? Atheists typically think it very unreasonable. Very low on the scale. But most religious people say it is at least not unreasonable (have you ever met a Christian who said 'Hey, belief in God is no more reasonable than belief in fairies, but I believe it anyway!'?) They think their belief is at least halfway up the scale of reasonableness. Now, that their belief is downright unreasonable might, in fact, be established empirically. If it turned out that not only is there no good evidence of an all-powerful, all-good God, there's also overwhelming evidence against (from millions of years of unimaginable and pointless animal suffering, including several mass extinctions - to thousands of children being crushed to death or buried alive in Pakistan earthquake, etc. etc. etc.) then it could be empirically confirmed that there's no God. Would this constitute a 'proof' that there's no God? Depends what you mean by 'proof'. Personally I think these sorts of consideration do establish beyond any reasonable doubt that there is no all-powerful all-good God. So we can, in this sense, prove there's no God. Yet all the people quoted in my last blog say you cannot 'scientifically' prove or disprove God's existence. If they mean prove beyond any doubt they are right. But then hardly anything is provable in that sense, not even the non-existence of fairies.

Remember all ye that existence is pure joy; that all the sorrows are but as shadows; they pass & are done; but there is that which remains.

Rage and revenge sat in his heart fanned by time and silence. Before he could realise anything, he was engulfed in flames. Everything he touched, lost its existence in his life. Turning him into a monster, who destroys everything in a daylight but cries in dark and silence.

Reality is not wild or chaos. It is a grand artwork of the existence. Compassion is harmonizing our soul with the grand melody of the existence.

Real life is just another stage. Just another stage where I have to look and act Like I have everything put together; everything neat, perfect, and in order, when in reality I’m slowly dying, Slowly decaying, screaming and clawing, at this little box I’ve been put into,  Trying desperately to escape.

Really good writing has purpose and that purpose should be to shape other minds to desire truth and a more noble purpose in life and to become more thoughtful and knowledgable about important things like being kind and loving towards all living beings on our planet and not just humans but all animals.

Remember that existence comes before the happiness and thus to exist is more important than to be happy!

Remember that every day you quicken into motion waves that undulate on to the very confines of existence; you stir up waves that break upon the shores of eternity itself. And it is of much importance whether they are waves of brightness that are radiated, bearing light and fragrance far and wide, or whether they are waves of gloom, carrying misery and misfortune to loosen pent-up glaciers that will create an Ice Age of the national heart.

respond rather than react to situations, people or environment. Let go of limiting emotions such as fear, frustration and anger and start to express your emotions to others, this is essential to a healthy wellbeing.

Rest your mind for a moment in the peace of knowing you were created and you do exist.

Right now universes are being created thrown together and destroyed the world over. Seven billion souls, each preoccupied with their own unique reality, each with a head full of memories, plans, learned knowledge and accumulated trivia; birthdays, telephone numbers, bus routes, passwords. Each one with somewhere to go, something they need to get done. They all have birth certificates and shoe sizes. Every single one has a story.

Resistance is dauntless audacity of the lesser against the greater through a will to suffering—the essential quality of existing—because suffering most clearly evinces the will-power of the sufferer. History is the story of ‘I’ as observed and evaluated by ‘me.’ When the history is written by my hands, I will fear nothing and live as if I am the history.

Sameness of existence. Conformity is inevitable. So is search.

Savor your existence. Live every moment. Do not waste a breath.

Seeing pictures of other places around the world makes me feel more important. Reminds me, even though life is short, there's so much to do.

Science is much better at finding things that exist than at ruling out things that don't.

Seek the eternity of your existence.

Self-aware existence. I’m lucky to have it, but there are times when I think that I ought to know better what to do with it. What it’s for. Sometimes it seems entirely pointless.

Seeing the skylines The heart becomes pensive and still; Mammoth is the world, Our existence…almost nil!

SENSES, APPEARANCE and ESSENCE The world we see through our senses are very different than the world we see through our essence. Senses perceive the world of appearance. The first step of perceiving the world of essence is not to have any goal other than to understand. "Understanding" has to be the ultimate goal. Then, we can solve the problems.

Send these images of me through the internet out into the universe, where I will continue my out-of-body existence.

SENSES, APPEARANCE, ESSENCE and EXISTENCE The world we see with our senses are very different than the world we see through our essence. Our senses perceive the world of appearance. Our essence perceive the deeper layers of existence. The first step of perceiving the world of essence is not to have any goal other than to understand. "Understanding" has to be the ultimate goal. Then, we can solve the problems.

Ser ou não ser, eis a questão. O que é mais nobre para a alma? Sofrer as pedradas e as setas da fortuna ultrajosa ou tomar armas contra um mar de tribulações e, fazendo-lhes rosto, dar-lhes fim? Morrer... dormir... mais nada. Dizer que, por meio de um sono, acabamos com as angústias e com os mil embates naturais de que é herdeira a carne é um desfecho que se deve ardentemente desejar. Morrer... dormir... dormir! Sonhar talvez! Ah! Aqui é que está o embaraço. Pois que sonhos podem sobrevir naquele sono da morte depois de nos termos libertado deste bulício mortal? Eis o que nos obriga a fazer pausa; eis a reflexão de que procede a calamidade de uma vida tão longa. Com efeito, quem suportaria os açoites e os escárnios desta época, a injustiça do opressor, a contumélia do orgulhoso, os tormentos do amor desprezado, as dilações da lei, a insolência do poder e os maus tratos que o mérito paciente recebe de criaturas indignas, podendo com um simples punhal outorgar a si mesmo tranquilidade? Quem quereria sopesar o fardo, gemer e suar debaixo de uma vida pesadíssima, se o temor dalguma coisa depois da morte - o desconhecido país de cujas raias nenhum viajante ainda voltou - não enleasse a vontade e não fizesse antes padecer os males que temos, do que voar para outros que ignoramos? Assim, a consciência torna-nos a todos covardes; assim o fulgor natural da resolução é amortecido pelo pálido clarão do pensamento; e, assim, empresas enérgicas e de grande alcance torcem o caminho, e perdem o nome de ação.

SENSES, APPEARANCE, ESSENCE and EXISTENCE The world we see with our senses is very different than the world we see through our essence. Our senses perceive the world of appearance. Our essence perceives the deeper layers of existence. The first step of perceiving the world of essence is to have no goal other than to understand. "Understanding" has to be the ultimate goal. Only then, can we solve the problems.

She asks me silly questions. Like how much do I love her? I smile and look at the sky for how do I tell her that it is she who gives me my existence...

She’s a manner of speaking. Even the flowers don’t come back, or the green leaves. There are new flowers, new green leaves. There are other beautiful days. Nothing comes back, nothing repeats itself, because everything is real.

She falls back like a dead weight. The red hair loosens from the hair band and spreads in the colorful surface of the pillows, her white body is in sharp contrast, the gleam in her bloodshot eyes becomes intense and shines. My aunt, lying like this, looks like a goddess in an orgasm, only that, inside, she is suffering. I close my eyes and breathe deeply. The same is happening to us, we're really disappearing. I think of the matter of our bodies, changeable, disappearing in the particles of the air while we breathe. In this room, everywhere, we are printed on the walls, in the air that settles on things. I breathe and look at her. I'm stuck in her.

She did not care about anything very much. Hope was gone. She existed that was all.