Best 1828 quotes in «existence quotes» category

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 was the stars and the heavens and the oceans. There was nothing but that single fragment of time, and this bud of love we had planted inside it. And then, at some point after it started, the kiss ended, and I stroked her hair, and the church bells rang in the distance and everything in the world was in alignment.

Sie fuhr, was das Auto an Geschwindigkeit leisten konnte. Sie wünschte sich ein Strafmandat. Eine Funkstreife, die sie aufhielt. Einen Streifenpolizisten. »Herr Inspektor. Ich fahre wegen meiner Kinder so schnell. Sie wissen doch. Immer müssen sie irgendwo abgeholt werden.« Und er würde reden mit ihr. Sie nach ihren Papieren fragen. Nach der Autoapotheke. Dem Pannendreieck. Er würde reden müssen mit ihr. Und das Strafmandat. Wäre das nicht eine Bestätigung. Sie war an dem und dem Tag um die und die Zeit an dem und dem Ort zu schnell gefahren. Sie war da gewesen. Hatte existiert.

Since then, he watched the man live his completely stifling life over and over again, one repetitive day at a time. It was so consistent that Roen even complained about the same things at the same times every day.

Sing the world into existence…..

Sitting here, literally amongst the dead, reckoning up gains and losses, casting accounts, I have come to see gains that cannot be reckoned in terms of wealth, and losses that are more damaging than loss of a crop... I look at the River and I see the lifeblood of Egypt that has existed before we lived and that will exist after we die... Life and death, Renisenb, are not of such great account.

Siz bu dünyaya mutlu olmak için geldiniz. Sevmek için, haz almak için, sevginizi paylaşmak için geldiniz. Bunlar sizin yaşam hakkınız. Şu anda yaşıyorsunuz. Bu haklarınızı kullanın ve yaşamdan zevk alın. İçinizden akıp geçen yaşama tepki duymayın. Çünkü içinizden akıp geçen yaşam Tanrıdır. Sizin varlığınız Tanrının varlığının kanıtıdır. Sizin varlığınız yaşamın ve enerjinin kanıtıdır.

Sluka shook her head. "We're talking about them in the past tense, and we never even discussed them in the present. It's like their only reason for existing was so they could die.

Sofya now understood the difference between life and existence: her life had come to an end, but her existence could drag on indefinitely. And however wretched and miserable this existence was, the thought of violent death still filled her with horror.

Solo me siento vivo a partir del instante en que contemplo mi existencia.

So many times I've wondered what might have happened to me if I had lost my legs, or even just my right one, where my first melanoma appeared two or three years later. If I'd been a second slower stepping away from the car, I might not be dying now. I'd be legless, of course, but still in good health. Of these fateful forks in the road our lives are made up. We are all just a millimetre away from death, all of the time, if only we knew it.

Some animals can see only in black and white, so everything is a shade of grey, others can see in various colors. If you cease to look at something and it continues to exist, what color does it have? The color one species sees it in, or the color another species sees it in? Clearly it can't be grey and have another color at the same time. The same applies to other sense perceptions, a vibration in the air sounds different to different species, the same odour can smell different to different species. Remove the observer, what sound or smell continues to exist. The way one observer hears the sound or the way the other observer hears it? Does an odour continue to exist the way one observer smells it or the way another smells it? Something cannot be of different colors, smells or sounds at the same time. Clearly the sense perceptions a particular observer has disappear when the observer ceases to be making an observation.

Some are condemned to remain mere “clock and smart phone watchers”, inasmuch as they are not able to read and interpret the lines of their life or don't even treasure the enchantment of daily captivating moments. If we are not prepared to give some personal time to social time, we walk like blind men through gloomy alleys of our existence. ( " Please. Just a bit of a chat " )

Some creatures, like bees, seem to exist for a purpose; while others, like butterflies, seem to exist just to exist.

Someday, even my existence would be felt.

Some ideas take you on an existential elevator.

Some people are there just for being in imagination even if you know they are walking somewhere on this planet. Thats because they are just too good to exist.

Sometimes he felt his loneliness. But these moments of solitude and loneliness gave meaning to his existence. He would keep drifting from moment to moment - inhaling the fragrances of these moments as one inhaled from the flowers in a garden.

Someone with a fresh mind, one not conditioned by upbringing and environment, would doubtless look at science and the powerful reductionism that it inspires as overwhelmingly the better mode of understanding the world, and would doubtless scorn religion as sentimental wishful thinking. Would not that same uncluttered mind also see the attempts to reconcile science and religion by disparaging the reduction of the complex to the simple as attempts guided by muddle-headed sentiment and intellectually dishonest emotion? ...Religion closes off the central questions of existence by attempting to dissuade us from further enquiry by asserting that we cannot ever hope to comprehend. We are, religion asserts, simply too puny. Through fear of being shown to be vacuous, religion denies the awesome power of human comprehension. It seeks to thwart, by encouraging awe in things unseen, the disclosure of the emptiness of faith. Religion, in contrast to science, deploys the repugnant view that the world is too big for our understanding. Science, in contrast to religion, opens up the great questions of being to rational discussion, to discussion with the prospect of resolution and elucidation. Science, above all, respects the power of the human intellect. Science is the apotheosis of the intellect and the consummation of the Renaissance. Science respects more deeply the potential of humanity than religion ever can.

Sometimes he felt his loneliness. But these moments of solitude and loneliness gave meaning to his existence. He would keep drifting from moment to moment - inhaling the fragrances of these moments like one inhaled from the flowers in a garden!

Sometimes he felt his loneliness. But these moments of solitude and loneliness gave meaning to his existence.

Somewhere in a parallel world, you'd want me as much as I want you here and I'll care not about your existence. For now, I breathe you.

Sometimes it’s like that in life too. We look into a past that no longer exists, looking as if it’s real. We hold onto things in our life that there’s no reason to hold onto anymore because, unlike the stars, they don’t bring us beauty, they bring us pain.

Somewhere between work and hunger we have misplaced ourselves from living our lives.

Somewhere beyond the pain, you turn around and realize that life is beautiful.

Sooner or later everything that exists ceases to exist, and then something comes along to take its place, but not always something better.

Sometimes, meu amor, we lose too much time asking ourselves questions that we can’t answer and forgetting that the answer is just beside us. You have to learn to ask and to listen. If one does not listen, the other does not exist. When the other does not exist, one is alone. I don’t want to be alone, do you?

Sometimes we miss our blessings in life because they do not arrive the way we think they should. Because our minds are so shallow, so limited, we think our blessings have to come a certain way and sometimes we miss them walking up and down the street. Open your mind: get your blessing.

Sorrow is a sanctuary as long as self is kept outside. [...] let us not foster, embrace, rekindle and indulge our grief. For then our sorrow is a selfish and luxurious fiction, a ground in which the Holy Spirit will not dig.

So," said the Russian, after regaining is composure, "the lesson of the model is that the universe——all its matter and forms of energy——arise out of thought.

Sounds of Time rattles the silence of Reality. An illusion pierces through similar existence and creates a conflict zone.

Sound and light are two different things, But it's more than just that, isn't it?

Speak it into existence and your words, through your desires, will bring it into fruition.

Speak success into existence.

Statistically, the probability of any one of us being here is so small that the mere fact of our existence should keep us all in a state of contented dazzlement.

Spiritual age is determined by the acts which make the mornings and evenings of the soul, and not by the motions of the physical globe. The soul should have its own cycles and revolutions, presenting in turn every portion of its existence to the vivifying influence of the great source of light.

Spirituality is the strength of existence.

Stephen Hawking asks, 'what did God do before he created the Universe?' Answer: He created Nothing

Stephen Hawking says we will not survive another 1,000 years without escaping beyond our planet. This existence problem can be solved by increasing the number of people with free-minds! Because just like the free birds only the free minds can reach the new horizons!

Still, it was fair to say that the minimum requirement for a truly enjoyable existence would be unbridled promiscuity.

Strive to discover why you exist and then begin to invest your time into your purpose and calling.

Strange, how a moment of existence can cut so deeply into our being that while ages pass unnoticed, a brief love can structure and define the very topology of our consciousness ever after.

Sure, black holes can kill us, and in a variety of interesting and gruesome ways. But, all in all, we may owe our very existence to them.

Such narrative arcs make good movies but shitty existences.

Subject and object are not separate—so-called objective reality is projected by our subjective Consciousness.

Suffering is life.

Sunset is a cosmic call to us all to give a break to the rush of life so as to realise the gorgeousness of the existence!

Tao simply means the ultimate principle that binds the whole existence together. Existence is not a chaos; that much is certain. It is a cosmos. There is immense order in it, intrinsic order in it, and the name of that order is Tao.

That faceless, nameless and ruthless demon you pretend to fight, is nothing but the bastard in your head.

That which is not comprehended by the mind but by which the mind comprehends—know that...