Quotes About Reality

Video games don't make people violent, but maybe they falsely give you the idea that you can be a hero.

Sadie loathed games where the box art was spectacular but when you went to play the actual game, it looked nothing like the concept art.

They say it's all in my head." Marx thought about this. "But what pain isn't?

It is strange, you think, how much people hate going to doctors, but how much they love watching shows about doctors.

this is the truth of any game—it can only exist at the moment that it is being played. It's the same with being an actor. In the end, all we can ever know is the game that was played, in the only world that we know.

Come on, Sadie. There'll always be another class. How many times can you look at something and know that everyone around you is seeing the same thing or at the very least that their brains and eyes are responding to the same phenomenon? How much proof do you ever have that we're all in the same world?

she had been struck by how the exact same route could look and feel so different. One minute, Sam was there, the game was completed, and the world was filled with potential. Twelve hours later, Sam was gone, the game was far from her thoughts, and the world was grim and murderous. It is the same world, she thought, but I am different. Or is it a different world, but I am the same? For a moment, she felt dangerously untethered from her body and from reality

And that is the truth of any game – it can only exist at the moment it is being played. It's the same with being an actor. In the end, all we can ever know is the game that was played, in the only world that we know.

There is no Allison Springs, Maine, but I can attest to the reality of Boca Raton, Florida: I grew up there.

Sometimes I feel like the wedding is a Trojan horse. The dream I peddle to distract from the reality of a marriage. They choose these things to distinguish themselves from everyone else. They choose these things to make themselves feel less ordinary. But is there anything more ordinary than choosing to get married?

Su madre siempre le dice que por culpa de las novelas es incapaz de apreciar a los hombres de carne y hueso, observación que Amelia se toma como un insulto, ya que da a entender que solo lee libros con héroes románticos clásicos.

No one else seems as real as he does.

They know there's no such thing as perfect.

It's like Oz and Kansas, if Dorothy could switch between them the whole time.

Yo podría ser un mal libro con una cubierta bonita [...]. —Nada de eso. Llevo años viéndote en la estantería. He leído la sinopsis y las citas de la contraportada.

Scratch a fantasy and you'll find a nightmare.

This was a hard-won but brilliant education: I had realized, as life is always willing to instruct, that the world as we see it is only the published version. The subterranean realms, whether churches or hospital rooms or smoke-filled basements, are part of what holds up the rest. The realized life versus the external picture of it: the assumption and projections that we all make about other people's lives.

the world as we see it is only the published version. The subterranean realms, whether churches or hospital rooms or smoke-filled basements, are part of what hold up the rest.

For years the psychic balm of alcohol—its holy grail certainty that it could take me through anything—eclipsed the hangovers and emerging fear that I was in trouble. I had a silver pocket flask that I filled with whiskey for backup drinks; I figured if I looked the part, then I could get away with the reality.

SCRATCH A FANTASY and you'll find a nightmare." This was one of Caroline's favorite sayings, spoken originally in regard to a mutual friend, a woman who had chased a dream life abroad and wound up trapped and unhappy. Then the saying became code for all those seemingly perfect lives being lived someplace else, with better jobs or partners or inner states.

Everything about death is a cliché until you're in it.

we can't hide from it, we are all touched by the madness of it.

Today like every day roughly 5,000 people on the face of the planet will experience one-chance-in-a-million things and not one of them will refuse to believe the evidence of their senses.

See now the power of truth; the same experiment which at first glance seemed to show one thing, when more carefully examined, assures us of the contrary.