importance-of-existence

_, Sunlight! The most precious gold to be found on Earth.

Irony of "importance": Those who deserve, don't get it; Those who don't, get it in abundance by you.

All that really matters isto feel alive, if only for a single moment __o feel in Intense Sensationthat our existence is not an endless repetitionof sleeping, eating, drinking, and dressing.

It's creepy, but here we are, the Pilgrims, the crackpots of our time, trying to establish our own alternate reality. To build a world out of rocks and chaos.What it's going to be, I don't know.Even after all that rushing around, where we've ended up is the middle of nowhere in the middle of the night.And maybe knowing isn't the point.Where we're standing right now, in the ruins in the dark, what we build could be anything.

Appearance is irrelevant, perception is irrelevant; what matters is that reality exists and that we are capable of understanding it. This is the absolute key to survival. A man who lives by his mind, lives; a man who ignores his mind, thereby ignoring reality, dies. Simple.

You__l finally realize the importance of the spark of that diamond when you lost it.

When i was a child , i thought ,the moon was a banana,the full moon was a big cake.when i was a child ,i never saw the moon;i only saw what i wanted to see.and now i see the moon.it's only the moon.

You say your life is your own. But can you dare to ignore the chance that you are taking part in a gigantic drama under the orders of a divine Producer? Your cue may not come till the end of the play--it may be totally unimportant, a mere walking-on part, but upon it may hang the issues of the play if you do not give the cue to another player. The whole edifice may crumple. You as you, may not matter to anyone in the world, but you as a person in a particular place may matter unimaginably.

Everything but a life can be replaced.

In my life Why do I give valuable time To people who don't care if I live or die ?

You__l finally realize the importance of the spark of that diamond once you lost it.

A little porch light from a distant farmhouse dimmed, feeling alone and unneeded until his smallest spark of illumination snuffed out entirely. The night fell as dark as it was quiet. Meanwhile, every secret eye within the vicinity__rom insect to animal to human wanderer__topped to blink, suddenly blinded. Their guiding light had vanished, extinguishing hope in the hearts of many. That little light had mattered, but he knew it not.

The most important thing anyone can do is raise their kids well.