Quotes About Reality

Ya sé, desde luego, que la Atlántida de Platón nunca existió en realidad. Por esta misma razón, nunca podrá morir. Siempre será un ideal, un sueño de perfección , una meta que inspirará a los hombres en la posteridad.

holographic principle.

The human mind, somehow, seems much more attracted by the false than by the true;

The truth, as always, will be far stranger.

There was only one Eye, though it had many projections into spacetime. And it had many functions.

This is only a work of fiction , The Truth as always will be far stranger

Kalau kausingkirkan semua yang mustahil, apa pun yang tersisa, betapapun mustahilnya, adalah kebenaran.

We would not dare to conceive the things which are really mere commonplaces of existence.

The difficulty is to detach the framework of fact—of absolute undeniable fact—from the embellishments of theorists and reporters.

Truth is stranger than fiction

There is no treachery in the truth. There may be pain, but to face honestly all possible conclusions formed by a set of facts is the noblest route possible for a human being

La vida es infinitamente mas extraña que todo cuanto la mente del hombre podria inventar.

To the logician all things should be seen exactly as they are, and to underestimate one's self is as much a departure from truth as to exaggerate one's own powers.

Nada resulta más engañoso que un hecho evidente», Sherlock Holmes.

Siempre hay tres partes de un recuerdo, la tuya, la de los demás, y la verdad, que está en algún sitio en medio de las otras dos.

He'd spent his entire exile schooling himself to face that he would never get what he wanted. People didn't, sometimes. So you made a life as best you could.

So. Are you going to see him again? Technically, I haven't seen him at all . . . (Heroine is blind - LOL)

I spent nine years living in a graveyard of dead dreams, pretending it was Cinderella's castle. If that's not sad enough to cry over, I don't know what is.

In thoughts, one keeps a reserve of hope, in spite of everything. You cannot say good-bye in imagination. That is something you can only do in actuality, in the flesh.

When shall we live if not now?

No live organism can continue for long to exist sanely under conditions of absolute reality; even larks and katydids are supposed, but some, to dream.

It is only with the eyes open that a corporeal form returns, and assembles itself firmly around the hard core of sight.

No live organism can continue for long to exist sanely under conditions of absolute reality; even larks and katydids are supposed, by some, to dream. Hill House, not sane, stood by itself against its hills, holding darkness within. Within, walls continued upright, bricks met neatly, floors were firm, and doors were sensibly shut; silence lay steadily against the wood and stone of Hill House, and whatever walked there, walked alone.

In my own experience, contacts with the big world outside the typewriter are puzzling and terrifying; I don't think I like reality very much. Principally, I don't understand people outside; people in books are sensible and reasonable, but outside there is no predicting what they will do.