Quotes about Existence

I know that to be female is an older thing even than to be human.

Whether in my book or not, every man is tabernacled in every other and he in exchange and so on in an endless complexity of being and witness to the uttermost edge of the world.

If something did not love you you would not be here.

Death is not a lover.

Things separate from their stories have no meaning. They are only shapes of a certain size and color. A certain weight. When their meaning has become lost to us they no longer have even a name.

Where do we go when we die? he said. I dont know, the man said. Where are we now?

But one's convictions as to the nature of reality must also represent one's limitations as to the perception of it. And then I just stopped worrying about it. I accepted the fact that I would die without really knowing where it was that I had been and that was okay. Well. Almost.

Death is what the living carry with them. A state of dread, like some uncanny foretaste of a bitter memory. But the dead do not remember and nothingness is not a curse. Far from it.

The world has created no living thing that it does not intend to destroy. I suppose that's true. What then? Is that all that the world has in mind? If the world has a mind then it's all worse than we thought.

Man has made such a mighty struggle to feel at home on the face of the earth, without even yet succeeding.

Vitally, the human race is dying. It is like a great uprooted tree, with its roots in the air. We must plant ourselves again in the universe.

Sometimes life takes hold of one, carries the body along, accomplishes one's history, and yet is not real, but leaves oneself as it were slurred over.