Quotes About Reality

La mayoría de la muerte de la gente es una farsa, no queda en ellos nada que pueda morir

Insanity is relative. Who sets the norm?

Existence was not only absurd, it was plain hard work

There was something about funerals. It made you see things better.

Hospitals and jails and whores: these are the universities of life. I've got several degrees. Call me Mr.

It's never quite right, all the things we are taught, all the loves we chase, all the deaths we die, all the lives we live.

Well, we lost it, and that's all there is to that.

I closed my eyes and listened to the waves. Thousands of fish out there, eating each other. Endless mouths and assholes swallowing and shitting. The whole earth was nothing but mouths and assholes swallowing and shitting, and fucking.

there seems to be no way out, I thought, everybody is always angry about the truth even though they claim to believe in it.

You'll never be a writer if you hide from reality.

no concept of danger, reality, flow or compassion. you can feel the despair escaping from their machines, their lives as hopeless and as numbed as yours.

They, all of them, seemed to put literary form in front of the actuality and living of life itself.

People were usually much better in their letters than in reality. They were much like poets in this way.

He's sick on the dream. We're all sick on the dream, that's why we're out here.

Who knows? Insanity is comparative. Who sets the norm?

we should have known. maybe we wanted cotton candy luck. maybe we believed. what trash. we believed like dogs believe.

A man needed somebody. There wasn't anybody around, so you had to make up somebody, make him up to be like a man should be. It wasn't make-believe or cheating. The other way was make-believe and cheating: living your life without a man like him around.

The whole college scene was soft. They never told you what to expect out there in the real world. They just crammed you with theory and never told you how hard the pavements were. A college education could destroy an individual for life. Books could make you soft. When you put them down, and really went out there, then you needed to know what they never told you.

Perché sfotti così la tua bellezza? le chiesi.Perché non ci vivi insieme, e via? Perché la gente pensa ch'è tutto quel che ho. La bellezza non è niente, la bellezza non dura. Non lo sai quanto sei fortunato, tu, a essere brutto, che se a qualcuno gli piaci, così sai che è per qualche cosa d'altro.

Hell was what you made it.

People always talked about the good clean smell of fresh sweat. They had to make excuses for it. They never talked about the good clean smell of fresh shit. There was nothing really as glorious as a good beer shit - I mean after drinking twenty or twenty-five beers the night before. The odor of a beer shit like that spread all around and stayed for a good hour-and-a-half. It made you realize that you were really alive.

The girls looked good from a distance, the sun shining through their dresses, their hair. But get up close and listen to their minds running out of their mouths, you felt like digging in under a hill and hiding out with a tommy-gun.

why it's so hard to go crazy— if you're not already crazy

Well, as the boys said, you had to work somewhere. So they accepted what there was. This was the wisdom of the slave.