Annie Besant Quotes

No one could have less faith in the absolute and definitive importance of the work created by man, because I believe that this world is nothing but a dream.

Heaven lent you a soul, Earth will lend a grave.

I see that all of us who live are nothing but images or insubstantial shadow.

The world is all a carcass and vanity, The shadow of a shadow, a play And in one word, just nothing.

It is living and ceasing to live that are imaginary solutions. Existence is elsewhere.

Life is but a moment, death also is but another.

We have lived long enough to experience the hollowness of earth and the rottenness of all carnal promises.

The foolish man conceives the idea of 'self.' The wise man sees there is no ground on which to build the idea of 'self;' thus, he has a right conception of the world and well concludes that all compounds amassed by sorrow will be dissolved again, but the truth will remain.

It is the nature of the self to manifest itself, In every atom slumbers the might of the self.

Your days are short here; this is the last of your springs. And now in the serenity and quiet of this lovely place, touch the depths of truth, feel the hem of Heaven. You will go away with old, good friends. And don't forget when you leave why you came.

I'm very comfortable with the nature of life and death, and that we come to an end. What's most difficult to imagine is that those dreams and early yearnings and desires of childhood and adolescence will also disappear. But who knows? Maybe you become part of the eternal whatever.

I see the state of all of us who live, nothing more than phantoms or a weightless shadow.

In our natural state, we are glorious beings. In the world of illusion, we are lost and imprisoned, slaves to our appetites and our will to false power.

Who am I? Not the body, because it is decaying; not the mind, because the brain will decay with the body; not the personality, nor the emotions, for these also will vanish with death.

We are material beings for but a moment in time, but we are spiritual beings forever.

You want to know the secret of life? It is to breathe in and out. And the mystery of life? You never know when it is going to end.

I have thought about this often - I don't know much of the life I was before I was born. I don't know of a future after I am gone. What I know is the life I have right now.

The only real things in life is the unexpected things. Everything else is just an illusion.

Thus shall ye think of all this fleeting world: As star at dawn, a bubble in a stream A flash of lightning in a summer cloud A flickering lamp, a phantom, and a dream

Enlightenment says the world is nothing Nothing but a dream, everything's an illusion And nothing is real.

This place is a dream. Only a sleeper considers it real. Then death comes like dawn, and you wake up laughing at what you thought was your grief.

Life is but a dream for the dead.

There is zero, and there is eternity, and there is mortality, but there is no ultimate.

These are but dreaming men. Breathe, and they fade.

It is a glorious destiny to be a member of the human race, now I realize what we all are . If only they [people] could all see themselves as they really are I suppose the big problem would be that we would fall down and worship each other At the center of our being is a point of nothingness which is untouched by sin and by illusions, a point of pure truth This little point is the pure glory of God in us. It is in everybody.