Quotes About Reality

It was the Cheshire Cat who had said to Alice, "I'm not crazy. My reality is just different than yours.

He understood that things appear different in daytime and nighttime, even though they are the same.

For most of us church folks, the norm has been defined by what we have or haven't experienced up to this point. Another way of saying this is we've allowed our experience to define normal. What we experience determines what is normal; what we consider to be normal is authoritative, and thus our experience becomes our authority. What we have or haven't experienced sets the bar for what we do and don't expect from God.

perhaps that's the secret. Perhaps what people should really ask is, "are you content?" It's about getting in touch with reality. About balancing aspirations and actuality.

But my dear man, reality is only a Rorschach ink-blot, you know.

I have realized that the past and future are real illusions, that they exist in the present, which is what there is and all there is.

But at any rate, the point is that God is what nobody admits to being, and everybody really is.

Try to imagine what it will be like to go to sleep and never wake up… now try to imagine what it was like to wake up having never gone to sleep.

To interviewers who lamented that life in the time of plague had become so unreal, I'd reply that no, actually *this* was real. What's unreal is the fantasy we humans have been living: growing on and on, in denial of the obvious.

The menu is not the meal.

I thought the more famous I became, the more friendships I would have, but the opposite was true.

there were certain chapters when I stopped writing, saw the domestic situation I was in and thought, "I don't want to face this world, let's get back to the hellish one I'm imagining.

Her book was filled with centaurs because she had not fully grasped the complexity of actual people, actual horses.

We know that there are no self-evident truths.

Failure, it is thought, is what sells, and what people want to hear and read about. I am not so sure.

Do you have to sound so damned indifferent to it all? Here we are talking about how we're likely to be dead in a few hours and you're acting like it's only a minor inconvenience. ~"Spirey & the Queen

All data is stale. The photons reaching your eyes are stale. They tell you that you are looking at something real, but you have no information that the objects before you still exist. They may have vanished into oblivion the instant those photons took wing.

Truth is truth, no matter who else believes it.

Being a thing with a central nervous system complex enough to understand the concept of being a thing with a central nervous system. Simply being. Consider all the inanimate

the incantations which could shatter a mind into ones and zeros; pure number.

well. Like all worlds, it had felt as wide as the universe when I was standing on it, but now I saw it for the little silver pebble it really was - a small round rock floating in an infinitely larger void, barriered from vacuum by the thinnest gasp of an atmosphere

When you recall something - this conversation, perhaps, a hundred years from now - there will be things about it that you misremember. Yet those misremembered details will themselves become part of your memory, gaining solidity and texture with each instance of recall. A thousand years from now, your memory of this conversation might bear little resemblance to reality. Yet you'd swear your recollection was accurate.

There is your persona and then there's the real you. I was living inside my persona too much.

The show is just my best friends and I being ourselves. We don't play a persona.