Robert Musil Quotes

I think the answer of course is that space and time are not these hard external objects. Again we're, scientists have been building from one side of nature (physics) without considering the other side (life in consciousness). Neither side exists without the other. They cannot be divorced from one another or else there is no reality.

Nothing to do with anything, something to do with everything.

If you think your body and mind are two, that is wrong; if you think that they are one, that is also wrong. Our body and mind are both two and one.

I can no more separate my serious concerns about the world from my cockeyed way of seeing it than I can keep apart my personal and professional selves.

Everything tends to make us believe that there exists a certain point of the mind at which life and death, the real and the imagined, past and future, the communicable and the incommunicable, high and low, cease to be perceived as contradictions.

All the things and events we usually consider as irreconcilable, such as cause and effect, past and future, subject and object, are actually just like the crest and trough of a single wave, a single vibration. For a wave, although itself a single event, only expresses itself through the opposites of crest and trough, high point and low point. For that very reason, the reality is not found in the crest nor the trough alone, but in their unity.

It's all real and it's all illusory: that's Awareness!

In the immediate as well as the symbolic sense, in the physical as well as the intellectual sense, we are at any moment those who separate the connected, or connect the separate.

Reason was nowhere, time was an immovable object nailed high on the wall, except where the world kept shop.

We first share the life by which things exist, and afterwards see them as appearances in nature, and forget that we have shared their cause.

I survive by finding the sweet spot between reason and unreason, between the rational and irrational.

From out of all the many particulars comes oneness, and out of oneness come all the many particulars.

It is not that I love contradictions: life is contradictory. Existence itself is possible only through contradictions.

You have this world of mathematics, which is very real and which contains all kinds of wonderful stuff. And then we also have the world of nature, which is real, too.

Tis strange,-but true; for truth is always strange; Stranger than fiction: if it could be told, How much would novels gain by the exchange! How differently the world would men behold!

The world is not an unsolved problem for scientists or sociologists. The world is a living mystery.

Once upon a time, there was a prostitute called Maria. Wait a minute. "Once upon a time" is how all the best children's stories begin, and "prostitute" is a word for adults. How can I start a book with this apparent contradiction? But since, at every moment of our lives, we all have one foot in a fairy tale and the other in the abyss, let's keep that beginning.

One plus one equals both.

Our occasional madness is less wonderful than our occasional sanity.

The world is quite right. It does not have to be consistent.

The real trouble with this world of ours is not that it is an unreasonable one. The trouble is that it is nearly reasonable, but not quite.

All that you touch All that you see All that you taste All you feel. All that you love All that you hate All you distrust All you save. All that you give All that you deal All that you buy, beg, borrow or steal. All you create All you destroy All that you do All that you say. All that you eat And everyone you meet All that you slight And everyone you fight. All that is now All that is gone All that's to come and everything under the sun is in tune but the sun is eclipsed by the moon. "There is no dark side of the moon really. Matter of fact it's all dark.

I have put duality away. I have seen the two worlds are one.

As we are - the world is.

We divide ourselves up into spirit and human, but essentially we are all a part of the same world.