Montesquieu Quotes

How can we live and die and never know the difference?

You don't waste your entire life waiting to go back to dust.

We do not know what to do with this short life, yet we want another which will be eternal.

You must realize that one day you will die. Until then you are worthless.

Life has no meaning the moment you lose the illusion of being eternal.

The chances of each of us coming into existence are infinitesimally small, and even though we shall all die some day, we should count ourselves fantastically lucky to get our decades in the sun.

We are all racing towards death. No matter how many great, intellectual conclusions we draw during our lives, we know they're all only man-made, like God. I begin to wonder where it all leads. What can you do, except do what you can do as best you know how.

Life is wasted on the living.

You realize that however much you don't think about death - or think that's for other people - you're just an organism living from day to day. I'm just grateful I'm here.

I believe the biggest themes of life are put into the best focus when held up against the very sharp light of mortality.

Not to be born is, past all prizing, best.

I think from my experience in war and life and science, it all has made me believe that we have one life on this planet.

Although we will both die, and life is utterly meaningless, my time is vastly more important than yours.

It is only in the light of the inescapable fact of death that a person can adequately engage and enter upon the mysterious fact of life.

Nothing is a matter of life and death except life and death.

I am really curious about life, about why we are all here. I notice my skin is ageing, things are changing, I've seen people dying, so that's the train we are all on.

Life is apogee, apex, decline; life is death - and everything else is open to discussion.

Regarding life, the wisest men of all ages have judged alike: it is worthless.

Because there is no cosmic point to the life that each of us perceives on this distant bit of dust at the galaxy's edge... there is all the more reason for us to maintain in proper balance what we have here. Because there is nothing else. No thing. This is it. And quite enough, all in all.

I don't have too much faith in destiny, or an afterlife. This is it.

We shall all die, and our lives will be irrelevant then.

Life has always treated me well. I therefore won't mind leaving it behind.

What's the point of our life? Everything seems absurd until we die, and then it makes sense.

We are all born and someday we'll all die. Most likely to some degree alone. Our aloneness in this world is, maybe not anymore, a thing to mourn.

Believe me, if a man doesn't know death, he doesn't know life.