Quotes About Reality

Quizá me haya acostumbrado tanto a las mentiras, que la verdad me suena indecentemente falsa. Pero bueno.

ona aÅŸktan söz ettim. o ise aÅŸk?n din gibi bir ÅŸey olduÄŸunu, asl?nda var olmad??? halde sistemin bizi daha kolay kullanmak için uydurduÄŸu bir ÅŸey olduÄŸunu söyledi.

Does it? Get easier, I mean, he asks urgently. The cop shakes his heid. — Does it fuck; it gets bleedin worse. All that happens is that the expectations you have of life fall. You just get used to all the shit. Renton

Underpinning them was the belief that the grim reality of impending death can be talked away by trying to invest in the present reality of life.

It felt strange telling the truth, he'd got so comfortable with deception. It made him feel real, and consequently vulnerable. tended to look at ma behaviour and ways of modifying it, rather than determining its causes.

He...breathed in heavy gulps of air to prove to himself that he was three-dimensional.

there is more beauty in a harsh truth than in a pretty lie, more poetry in earthiness than in all the salons of Paris.

?tiin?a este arta de a crea iluzii acceptabile.

Nothing has to be true, but everything has to sound true.

Any system which allows men to choose their own future will end by choosing safety and mediocrity, and in such a Reality the stars are out of reach.

Does everyone just believe what he wants to? As long as possible. Sometimes longer. What about you? You mean, am I human? Certainly. I don't believe I'm really old. I believe I'm quite attractive. I believe you seek out my company because you think I'm charming - even when you insist on turning the conversation to physics.

On Earth, we are unmanned by our longing for a pastoral past that never really existed; and that, if it had existed, could never exist again...on the Moon, there is no past to long for or dream about. There is no direction but forward.

people live and die by nonsense. It's not what is so much as what people think is.

Were I to use the wits the good Spirits gave me," he said, "then I would say this lady can not exist - for what sane man would hold a dream to be reality. Yet rather would I not be sane and lend belief to charmed, enchanted eyes.

We must not be taken in by the myth of youth, the unending propaganda to the effect that young men are younger than old men; that they are better looking; that they are slimmer, stronger and more athletic; that they can hold a girl in more romantic fashion and speak more sweetly.

humanity could share a common insanity and be immersed in a common illusion while living in a common chaos.

It's one thing to predict [the complete breakdown of civilization]. It's something else again to be right in the middle of it. It's a very humbling thing...for an academic like me to find his abstract theories turning into concrete reality... It was all just so many words to me, really, just a philosophical exercise, completely abstract.

They (Medievalists) are soft, dreamy people who find life too hard for them here and get lost in an ideal world of the past that never really existed.

It is not important what can or cannot be done. What is important is what people will or will not believe can be done.

You feel humiliated, my young man, because thinking you understood so much so well, you suddenly find that many very apparent things were unknown to you. Thinking you were one of the Lords of the Galaxy; you suddenly find that you stand near to destruction. Naturally, you will resent the ivory tower in which you lived; the seclusion in which you were educated; the theories on which you were reared.

Actually, they where the Simple-Lifers, hungering after a life, which to those who lived it had probably appeared not so Simple, and who had not been, therefore, Simple-Lifers themselves.

Could he tell her any of this? Of course not. Could he tell her that women almost never qualified for Eternity because, for some reason he did not understand (Computers might, but he himself certainly did not), their abstraction from Time was from ten to a hundred times as likely to distort Reality as was the abstraction of a man.

The closer to the truth, the better the lie, and the truth itself, when it can be used, is the best lie.'

Si utilizara el ingenio que los buenos espíritus me dieron, entonces diría que esta dama no puede existir, pues ¿qué hombre en su sano juicio llamaría al sueño realidad? Sin embargo yo preferiría no ser cuerdo y prestar crédito a mis ojos hechizados