Quotes About Reality

It's like wearing gloves every time we touch something, and then, forgetting we chose to put them on, we complain that nothing feels quite real.

I laugh when I think of how many hours I have spent in my life weaving storylines that never came true until, like weeds, they covered my heart.

There is no fiction. There's only truth disguised as fiction

There is no absolute truth. There is only your own truth. Write honestly, from the heart, and you will reach your readers.

As does a magician, a writer creates a world, immerses the reader in it, & makes the reader believe it's reality.

I feel that one of the most important lessons that can be learned is that what we see may be different than what is actually in front of us.

Appearance is never not, at some level, artifice.

I've lived through some terrible things in my life, some of which actually happened.

Get your facts first, and then you can distort them as much as you please.

Reality can be beaten with enough imagination.

When I was younger, I could remember anything, whether it had happened or not; but my faculties are decaying now and soon I shall be so I cannot remember any but the things that never happened. It is sad to go to pieces like this but we all have to do it.

Don't wake up a woman in love. Let her dream, so that she does not weep when she returns to her bitter reality

The idea of a thing which a man framed for himself was always more real to him than the actual thing itself.

Beauty is real. I would never deny it; the appalling thing is that I forget it.

The question from agnosticism is, 'who turned on the lights?' The question from faith is 'whatever for?' Thoreau climbed Mount Katahdin and gives vent to an almost outraged sense of the reality of the things of this world: "I fear bodies, I tremble to meet them. What is this Titan that has possession of me? Talk of mysteries- think of our life in nature-daily to be shown matter, to come in contact with it,- rocks, trees, wind!

When we lose our innocence—when we start feeling the weight of the atmosphere and learn that there's death in the pot—we take leave of our senses.

Say you have seen something. You have seen an ordinary bit of what is real, the infinite fabric of time that eternity shoots through, and time's soft-skinned people working and dying under slowly shifting stars. Then what?

The Bible's was an unlikely, movie-set world alongside our world. Light-shot and translucent in the pallid Sunday-school watercolors on the walls, stormy and opaque in the dense and staggering texts they read us placidly, sweet-mouthed and earnest, week after week, this world interleaved our waking world like dream. The

I have no intention of inflicting all my childhood memories on anyone. Far less do I want to excoriate my old teachers who, in their bungling, unforgettable way, exposed me to the natural world, a world covered in chitin, where implacable realities hold sway.

Doch die Erinnerung spielt uns Streiche. Erinnern iat ein anderes Wort für Erfinden, und nichts ist unzuverlässiger.

Nadie es adulto por disfrazarse de adulto. Ni disfrazarse de joven hace joven a nadie. Es evidente que a muchas personas se les hace cuesta arriba aceptar las etapas de su vida con sus realidades concretas.

You might get the impression from the specifics of my less than stellar career that all line cooks are wacked-out moral degenerates, dope fiends, refugees, a thuggish assortment of drunks, sneak thieves, sluts and psychopaths. You wouldn't be too far off base.

But I'm simply not going to deceive anybody about the life as I've seen it. It's all here: the good, the bad and the ugly.

Pela primeira vez vi como dois tipos amados, divertidos e famosos podem acabar por ser menos amados, não tão divertidos e muito menos famosos por tentar fazer nada mais do que aquilo que os amigos lhes disseram que eles eram bons a fazer. Tenho a certeza que se desfizeram amizades. Amigalhaços leais deixaram de aparecer, causando sentimentos reais de traição e amargura. No fim, acho eu, todos nós os deixámos mal.