Johann G. Seume Quotes

Judging whether life is or is not worth living amounts to answering the fundamental question of philosophy.

What is called a reason for living is also an excellent reason for dying.

A man with nothing to die for has even less for which to live.

life's not a paragraph And death i think is no parenthesis

What is important in life is life, and not the result of life.

Life has to be given a meaning because of the obvious fact that it has no meaning.

The meaning of life is life.

Basically, at the very bottom of life, which seduces us all, there is only absurdity, and more absurdity. And maybe that's what gives us our joy for living, because the only thing that can defeat absurdity is lucidity.

There is only one meaning of life: the act of living itself.

All of us want to live, and that is absolutely natural. However, we should learn from childhood on to choose our best way to die. If we don't do that, we end up spending our days like a dog, only in search of harbour, food and expressing a blind loyalty to his owner in return. That isn't enough to make our lives have a meaning.

Everything has been figured out, except how to live.

One always dies too soon or too late. And yet, life is there, finished: the line is drawn, and it must all be added up. You are nothing other than your life.

Without knowing what I am and why I am here, life is impossible.

As a child, I wondered often, 'Why are we? What is the meaning of life?' These questions made me realize that life is what has meaning - not just individual lives, but all of our lives.

I feel like I'm not on Earth just to shake it and shake it endlessly, you know?

'Do I have a purpose.' Right. And of course you do. Otherwise, you wouldn't be on Earth. I really strongly believe that if we're here, it's for a reason.

I'm not searching for the meaning of life, but I'm looking for a meaning within my life.

And what can life be worth if the first rehearsal for life is life itself?

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.

Why live? Life was its own answer. Life was the propagation of more life and the living of as good a life as possible.

If we have our own why of life, we shall get along with almost any how. Man does not strive for pleasure; only the Englishman does.

You have been my friend. That in itself is a tremendous thing. I wove my webs for you because I liked you. After all, what's a life, anyway? We're born, we live a little while, we die. A spider's life can't help being something of a mess, with all this trapping and eating flies. By helping you, perhaps I was trying to lift up my life a trifle. Heaven knows anyone's life can stand a little of that.

One never finds life worth living. One always has to make it work living.

We come unbidden into this life, and if we are lucky we find a purpose beyond starvation, misery, and early death which, lest we forget, is the common lot.

Without zest, what is life? Just waiting for death?