We are ever dying to one world and being born into another.
The terrible thing about death is that it transforms life into destiny.
I died from a mineral and plant became, Died from the plant, took a sentient frame; Died from the beast, donned a human dress - When by my dying did I ever grow less.
The party in Alobar’s head, which agitation and anxiety were throwing, now was crashed by a notion: existence can be rearranged.
We need a new cosmology. New gods. New sacraments. Another drink.
The world of immediate experience the world in which we find ourselves living must be comprehended, transformed, even subverted in order to become that which it really is.
Death is an antidote for this life, and it makes another more stable form of life which is insoluble in everything.
A happening was looming. It was out there somewhere beyond the regular enclosed life that I had been living. It was out there, not waiting, but existing. Being. Perhaps it was only slightly wondering if I would come to it.
Not in his goals but in his transitions, man is great.
Every moment of one's existence one is growing into more or retreating into less. One is always living a little more or dying a little bit.
It is, of course, a trite observation to say that we live "in a period of transition." Many people have said this at many times. Adam may well have made the remark to Eve on leaving the Garden of Eden.
One is still what one is going to cease to be and already what one is going to become. One lives one's death, one dies one's life.
In the gospels the very first step a man must take is an act which radically affects his whole existence.
You are healed." Allegra nodded. "You are no longer a Silver Blood." She paused. "But you are no longer a vampire either." Bliss started. No longer a vampire-but what did that mean? Did it mean she was just human?
What must be the nature of the world... if human beings are able to introduce changes into it?
I wrote my epitaph: He started out a particle and ended up a wave.
Death, which we are accustomed to consider an evil, really acts for us the friendliest part, and takes away the commonplace of existence.
You see that who you are isn't moving in time. Time is describing the incarnations, the packing changes.
The elimination of the fear of death transforms the individual's way of being in the world.
Life and death are but phases of the same thing, the reverse and obverse of the same coin. Death is as necessary for man's growth as life itself.
A death-blow is a life-blow to some Who, till they died, did not alive become; Who, had they lived, had died, but when They died, vitality begun.
Parenthood, like death, is an event for which it is nearly impossible to be prepared. It brings you into a new relationship with the fact of your own existence, a relationship in which one may be rendered helpless.
If I could change the structure of existence I would do it. I could see a better way to live for everybody.
We are content in the 'given' in sensation's quest. We have been metamorphosised from a mad body dancing on hillsides to a pair of eyes staring in the dark.
So we can't go backwards, we can only go where the evolutionary trajectory is taking us and attune our ideas about ourselves and our existence to that course.
