Quotes About Reality

Symbolic thinking is not the exclusive privilege of the child, of the poet or of the unbalanced mind: it is consubstantial with human existence, it comes before language and discursive reason. The symbol reveals certain aspects of reality – the deepest aspects – which defy any other means of knowledge. Images, symbols and myths are not irresponsible creations of the psyche; they respond to a need and fulfil a function, that of bringing to light the hidden modalities of being.

One is devoured by Time, not because one lives in Time, but because one believes in its reality and therefore forgets or despises eternity.

It is beyond doubt that this gray reality, this everyday life of ours, is a camouflage for something else.

For primitives as for the man of all pre modern societies, the sacred is equivalent to a power, and, in the last analysis, to reality. The polarity sacred – profane is often expressed as a opposition between real The Sacred and the Profane and unreal or pseudoreal. Thus it is easy to understand that religious man deeply desires to be, to participate in reality, to be saturated with power.

For primitives as for the man of all premodern societies, the sacred is equivalent to a power, and to reality. The polarity sacred – profane is often expressed as an opposition between real The Sacred and the Profane and unreal or pseudoreal. Thus it is easy to understand that religious man deeply desires to be, to participate in reality, to be saturated with power.

E foarte greu s? ai ceva cu adev?rat, s?-l capeÈ›i sau s?-l cucereÈ™ti. Mai mult ne închipuim c? posed?m decât posed?m.

Consciousness of a real and meaningful world is intimately linked with the discovery of the sacred.

The sacred does not necessarily imply belief in God or gods or spirits … it is the experience of a reality and the source of an awareness of existing in the world.

Nowhere in the history of religions do we find an adoration of any natural object in itself. A sacred thing, whatever its form and substance, is sacred because it reveals or shares in ultimate reality. Every religious object is always an "incarnation" of something: of the sacred.

Things shouldn't hinge on so very little. Sneeze and you're highway carnage. Remove one tiny stone and bang, you're an avalanche statistic. But I guess if you can die without ever understanding how it happened then you can also live without a complete understanding of how.

Maybe she was enjoying a moment in her life, a sliver of light, a flash memory of one of her kids, something sweet and approaching reality.

I went back to my medical information. I learned that my body would think it was pregnant [on the pill]. There would now be yet another part of myself that would not know what was really going on.

I potser un no triga gaire a creure's que en realitat no existeix, va fer ella. O que la seva existència corpòria és una aberració.

someday you'll be gone, you'll be dust, and then even less than dust. Nothing. There's no other place to be. This world is good enough for you because it has to be. Go ahead and love it.

De l'única cosa de què podem estar segurs és que el temps existeix, sí o no? Perquè va desapareixent. I una cosa que no existeix no desapareix.

That's me! Elf had said. I reminded her that she had her sight, she could see, she'd always been able to see but she told me she'd never adjusted to the light, she'd just never developed a tolerance for the world, her inoculation hadn't taken. Reality was a rusty leg trap.

Nomi: someday you'll be gone, you'll be dust, and then even less than dust. Nothing. There's no other place to be. This world is good enough for you because it has to be. Go ahead and love it.

Ljudi su ljudi i sve je ljudsko samo ljudsko, nažalost!

Svi su se složili kako mi se nešto poremetilo u mozgu i kako sa mnom ne stoji baš najbolje ni najnormalnije bit ?e da sam poludio, kad sam prestao misliti njihovom logikom.

There is everything you know and there is everything that happens. When the two do not line up, you make a choice.

It's not contagious, you know. Death is as natural as life. It's part of the deal we made.

Love- the infatuation kind- 'he's so handsome, she's so beautiful'- that can shrivel. As soon as something goes wrong, that kind of love can fly out the window.

All that happens when your dreams come true is a slow, melting realization that it wasn't what you thought.

Desire sets our compass, but real life steers our course.