Quotes About Reality

Our footsteps run, and I don't want them to end. I want to run and laugh and feel like this forever. I want to avoid any awkward moment when the realness of reality sticks its fork into our flesh, leaving us standing there, together. I want to stay here, in this moment, and never go to other places, where we don't know what to say or what to do.

No, I'm not a saint, Sophie. I'm just another stupid human.

You can do anything when it's not real. When it is real, nothing breaks your fall. Nothing gets between you and the ground.

The impoverished always try to keep moving, as if relocating might help. They ignore the reality that a new version of the same old problem will be waiting at the end of the trip- the relative you cringe to kiss.

It's impeccable how brutal the truth can be at times. You can only admire it.

His eyes did not do anything that shock normally describes. No snapping, no slapping, no jolt. Those things happen when you wake from a bad dream, not when you wake into one.

They ignore the reality that a new version of the same old problem will be waiting at the end of the trip—the relative you cringe to kiss.

The world is an ugly stew, she thought. It's so ugly I can't stand it.

Certainly war meant dying, but it always shifted the ground beneath a person's feet when it was someone who had once lived and breathed in close proximity.

Un ojo abierto, el otro soñando.

At first, he only continues walking. Only when I look down on our feet do I realize that we're actually going nowhere. It's the world that moves - the streets, the air, and the dark patches of inner sky.

Normalmente vamos por la vida reyéndonos constantemente lo que nos decimos. «Estoy bien», decimos. «Estoy genial.» Pero de vez en cuando la verdad se te echa encima y no puedes sacudírtela. Entonces te das cuenta de que a menudo esa verdad no es una respuesta, sino una pregunta. Incluso ahora, me pregunto hasta qué punto me convence mi vida.

But now those thoughts weren't thoughts at all, they were clouds of landed punches, and every one fell true.

Life had altered in the wildest possible way, but it was imperative that they act as if nothing at all had happened.

What someone says and what happened are usually two different things.

No snapping, slapping, no jolt. Those things happen when you wake from a bad dream, not when you wake into one.

I love the laughter of this night. Our footsteps run, and I don't want them to end. I want to run and laugh and feel like this forever. I want to avoid any awkward moment when the realness of reality sticks its fork into our flesh, leaving us standing there, together. I want to stay here, in this moment, and never go to other places, where we don't know what to say or what to do. For now, just let us run. We run straight through the laughter of the night.

One eye open. One still in a dream

Here is a small fact: You are going to die does this scare you? I urge you don't be afraid, I'm nothing if not fair - Death

No mezclo nada, sólo repito lo que dijiste. Lo que uno cuenta y lo que sucede de verdad no suele coincidir, Rudy, sobre todo contigo.

Keeping your nose clean while an entire system broke down around you guaranteed only that you would survive longer, not that you would survive.

No, Sophie, no soy un santo. Solo otro estúpido ser humano.

Marv glaubt an so etwas, und ich weiss, dass ich das nicht geringschaetzen sollte. Es ist, wie es ist.

For now, the idea was enough. It was indestructible. Transforming it into reality, well, that was something else altogether. For now, though, let's let him enjoy it. We'll give him seven months. Then we come for him. And oh, how we come.