Life and Existence

Even though a god, I have learned to obey the times.

No one can shed light on vices he does not have or afflictions he has never experienced.

Naked I came into the world, naked I shall go out of it! And a very good thing too, for it reminds me that I am naked under my shirt, whatever its colour.

Naked I came into the world, naked I shall go out of it! And a very good thing too, for it reminds me that I am naked under my shirt, whatever its colour.

Every person’s feelings have a front-door and a side-door by which they may be entered.

The emotions may be endless. The more we express them, the more we may have to express.

Wilt Thou not take the doubt of Thy children whom the time commands to try all things in the place of the unquestioning faith of earlier generations?

How True it is that our destinies are decided by nothings and that a small imprudence helped by some insignificant accident, as an acorn is fertilized by a drop of rain, may raise the trees on which perhaps we and others shall be crucified.

Most persons have died before they expire—died to all earthly longings, so that the last breath is only, as it were, the locking of the door of the already deserted mansion.

What once was cuddled must learn to kiss/The cold worm’s mouth. That’s all the mystery.

To be too conscious is an illness—a real thoroughgoing illness.

In the dust where we have buried the silent races and their abominations we have buried so much of the delicate magic of life.

Certainty generally is illusion, and repose is not the destiny of man.

What man wants is simply independent choice, whatever that independence may cost and wherever it may lead.

Under all that we think, lives all we believe, like the ultimate veil of our spirits.

The people I respect most behave as if they were immortal and as if society was eternal.

Savagely is necessary ever}' four or five hundred years in order to bring the world back to life. Otherwise the world would die of civilization.

We pay for security with boredom, for adventure with bother.

We are all sentenced to capital punishment for the crime of living, and though the condemned cell of our earthly existence is but a narrow and bare dwelling-place, we have adjusted ourselves to it, and made it tolerably comfortable for the little while we are to be confined in it.

We are all sentenced to capital punishment for the crime of living, and though the condemned cell of our earthly existence is but a narrow and bare dwelling-place, we have adjusted ourselves to it, and made it tolerably comfortable for the little while we are to be confined in it.

Art is the flower of life and, as seed, it gives back life.

Equations are more important to me because politics is for the present but an equation is something for eternity.

 

Only the flow matters: live and let live, love and let love.

 

Unless we remember we cannot understand.