Quotes About Reality

It's okay. I have to ride this until it's just a whimper. I didn't think about what was happening. I wasn't ready for all this change. ... It never felt quite real.

Any thought that does not inspire hope is rooted in a lie.

WHENEVER we review the events of our lives apart from the blood of Jesus, we subject ourselves to the influence of the spirit of deception. In reality, my sinful past no longer exists. The Lamb of God purchased it with a payment in blood, forever removing my sins from the records of Heaven. The atoning blood of Jesus covers my sin, never to be uncovered again. Sin's power to destroy us is itself destroyed by a superior reality: forgiveness.

Though a picture tells a story, it may not reveal the truth.

Utopia confronts reality not with a measured assessment of the possibilities of change but with the demand for change. 'This is the way the world should be.' It refuses to accept current definitions of the possible because it knows these to be part of the reality that it seeks to change... Wilde was right: 'A map of the world that does not include Utopia is not worth even glancing at.

But that (physical attractiveness), as the late great Irish poet and philosopher of beauty John O'Donohue helpfully distinguished, is glamour. I've taken his definition as my own, for naming beauty in all its nuance in the moment-to-moment reality of our days: beauty is that in the presence of which we feel more alive.

My life of conversation leads me to reimagine the very meaning of hope. I define hope as distinct from optimism or idealism. It has nothing to do with wishing. It references reality at every turn and reveres truth. It lives open eyed and wholeheartedly with the darkness that is woven ineluctably into the light of life and sometimes seems to overcome it. Hope, like every virtue, is a choice that becomes a habit that becomes spiritual muscle memory.

Family gatherings were... um, let's see, what's the word I'm looking for?... Hell. They were hell. Being the middle child, I served and referee and confidante, hostess and martyr. Did I feel we should get together once in a while? Sure. Did I want my family all together? Theoretically, yes. In reality, dear God, no.

And all that 'don't want to lose you' is utter bullshit. But just in case it's true, guess what? You did lose me. Just now.

Funny thing about prom; no one ever had as much fun as they were supposed to.

Well… I dreamed I was alone. I wasn't sure if you were away, or if we were divorced, but it was just me and the girls, and as the dream went on, I realized that you weren't coming back. At first I thought you left me. Then I realized it was because you… died." He waits for my reaction. "I have those dreams about you all the time," I tell him. "Daydreams, I call them.

Love is not all you need. Don't believe that lie

you realize this shit is everywhere, all the time. It's not that the world is different. You just know the ugly side now.

She wants me to cut through all the sweetness and light in my head," I said, "so I can see the truth." "Which is?" Tommy asked, not turning around. "That nothing is what it seems to be.

I used to have nightmares about normal stuff – people chasing me or falling. But then about three years ago they started changing and becoming more…um…real? And harder to forget.

Was this adulthood? This pruning of dreams to be practical?

The worst can always be true," Papa said grimly.

So little I know in my innocence. Ideals, like pebbles in a stream wash away, wash away. Life makes no sense.

I would have been very happy just working from job to job, paying my rent one movie at a time. I never wanted to be this famous. I never imagined this life for myself.

In response to those who say to stop dreaming and face reality, I say keep dreaming and make reality.

I'm not saying there aren't a few who marry the guy for his money. There are, but I believe there are more of us who marry because we grew up believing in the fairy tale, and no one ever told us it was a lie.

Life isn't a book. There's no guarantee of a happy ending.

I would never put my close friends or a real relationship on a show.

Leni saw suddenly how hope could break you, how it was a shiny lure for the unwary. What happened to you if you hoped too hard for the best and got the worst?