Quotes About Reality

Earlier than most, Lawrence seemed to embrace the modern concept that history was malleable, that truth was what people were willing to believe.

Man prefers to believe what he prefers to be true. —FRANCIS BACON

Emotivism maintains that the only statements capable of having meaning are those that are empirically verifiable, but this underlying principle is itself not empirically verifiable.

Adherence to checklists implies that there is a definitive process that guarantees a particular outcome, which is never the case. In reality, there are always just three things: a goal, a pile of work, and a bunch of people.

And the gap between what people think is wrong and what is actually wrong can be quite far indeed.

Changing a name doesn't change reality. But I withheld judgment. The wise engage all new things with an open mind. I wouldn't learn anything new if I judged them before getting my hands dirty, despite how much more fun judging things with clean hands can be.

Initially, only the crabs demurred. "It's not hot in here," Sarin said acidly. "Nothing has changed. You're all imagining things.

I think we might as well believe in Christ as believe in anything," Beatrice said. "I mean, Christ makes as much sense and anything else I can think of." "Like Success," Rodney said. "Or Self," I said. "Or Family," Beatrice said. "Or Woman. Love. Disease. Heartbreak. Death. God. Goals. Reification. Fried food. High fiber optics. Disinvestment. Cancer. AIDS. Genes, skin, tissue, soul.

angry, violent, bizarre, we're obscene in our lust, oblivious in our pain. i'm a man driven by my passions. sometimes I desire normalcy but then my brain wakes up and i return to reality.

We wake up, breathe, live life often against our wishes and our better judgement. We console ourselves by telling ourselves this is no fault of our own but that doesn't take away the reality of the pain, the streaming dreams, the utter shock of life, the shattered pieces of survival.

i often wonder at what point my thoughts cease to be my reality and simply merge with my dreams to become my fiction, my life.

The few who are ballsy enough to actually live wind up in madhouses, tortured by actuality. We all wind up in the same place anyhow … food for unseeing worms.

of course i have learned over the years that my fantasies are always better than reality and i leave it at that.

i thought to myself well if there's a sucker out there it may as well be me for believing this jerk would stay in business if he paid all his writers like he was going to pay me. i mean he must not have even realized that poetry doesn't sell!

i might go see London After Midnight at Coven 13 tonight i might sit at home and write lousy poems i might play with my cat and then go trick people to death it's a freeze frame happenstance reality of sickness

reality is often little more than a mirror reflecting visions made of ice and steel cold permanent and carefully contrived

I turned and beheld seven rows of plasma screens, each bearing seven vivid scenes, each flickering, each pulsing with a light revealing distant terrors, conflagrations, sufferings - and all thereby brought so close, and all thereby kept far away.

It's a cruel world, and unless you're blessed with some talent people will pay money to see, your friends are the only people who will get you where you need to go.

I don't want to believe because I'm crazy. I want to believe because it's true.

All our memories are reconstructed memories. They are the product of what we originally experienced and everything that's happened afterwards.

My experience of the past several years does not lend itself to the belief that good can or will defeat evil. This is not a pessimistic view, but simply an observation of facts as I have experienced them.

Wanting something to be different will not make it so.

Lies go out, but the truth stays home.

It was easy to laugh at such conceits in full daylight. But night had a way of lending weight to phantasms.