William Gilbert Quotes

Human life is beyond comprehension.

Life, not death, is the great mystery you must confront.

Life is short, and therefore, one thing being certain, death, let us take up a great ideal, and give up the whole life to it. For what is the value of life, this vegetating little low life of man? Subordinating it to one high ideal is the only value that life has.

We spend our lives talking about this mystery. Our life.

I don't believe people are looking for the meaning of life as much as they are looking for the experience of being alive.

Challenging the meaning of life is the truest expression of the state of being human.

As soon as man does not take his existence for granted, but beholds it as something unfathomably mysterious, thought begins.

Until we accept the fact that life itself is founded in mystery, we shall learn nothing.

Whence come I and whither go I? That is the great unfathomable question, the same for every one of us. Science has no answer to it.

I was looking for what the meaning of life was.

Everything has been figured out, except how to live.

Every human life involves an unfathomable mystery, for man is the riddle of the universe, and the riddle of man in his endowment with personal capacities.

Death is always and under all circumstances a tragedy, for if it is not, then it means that life itself has become one.

I searched all areas of knowledge, and not only did I fail to find anything, but I was convinced that all those who had explored as I did had also come up with nothing. Not only had they found nothing, but they had clearly acknowledged the same thing that had brought me to despair: the only absolute knowledge attainable by man is that life is meaningless.

I'm curious about life, period.

Life is given us as a passion.

Human life [is] ... a process of filling in time until the arrival of death, or Santa Claus, with very little choice, if any, of what kind of business one is going to transact during the long wait.

To live fully, one must be free, but to be free one must give up security. Therefore, to live one must be ready to die. How's that for a paradox?

Life is not just the passing of time. Life is the collection of experiences and their intensity.

The strange thing about life is that though the nature of it must have been apparent to every one for hundreds of years, no one has left any adequate account of it.

The mystery of human existence lies not in just staying alive, but in finding something to live for.

it seems a silly kind o' business to bring us into the world at all for no special reason 'cept to take us out of it again just as folks 'ave learned to know us a bit and find us useful.

The realization that life is absurdand cannot be an end, but only abeginning. This is a truth nearly allgreat minds have taken as their starting point.

A new question has arisen in modern man's mind, the question, namely, whether life is worth living...No sensible answer can be given to the question...because the question does not make any sense.