Quotes About Reality

If wishes were horses mine would be glue -

Kidding yourself doesn't require that you have a sense of humor. But

But I think if you have the expectation that you're going to be happy throughout your life—more to the point, if you have a need to be comfortable all the time—well, among other things, you have the makings of a classic drug addict or alcoholic.

Fui al Museo de Madame Tussauds a ver mi figura de cera. Bueno, en realidad no soy yo, porque no es la de alguien tendida en la cama viendo viejas películas en la tele, bebiendo una Coca-Cola con una mano y apartando la lengua de su perro Gary con la otra.

But I think if you have the expectation that you're going to be happy throughout your life -- more to the point, if you have a need to be comfortable all the time -- well, among other things, you have the makings of a classic drug addict or alcoholic.

One not only has to read between the lines, one has to fill him in altogether. Because he's not there. To make him important in one's life requires an overactive imagination. Unfortunately, mine never knows when to quit.

You can set up housekeeping on one side of the looking glass or the other--the side that makes big things small or small things big.

But George actually does have a point, because you know when they send out those space probes and they beam back footage of what it looks like up there? All those films ever show are sand and rocks. I've never seen a bra in any of that footage.

I fell under the heading of: Good Anecdote, Bad Reality. I was really good for material, but when it came to day-to-day living, I was more than he could take.

Not that I've ever had much use for reality—having spent much of what I laughingly refer to as my adult life attempting to escape it with the assistance of a variety of drugs.)

And based on the lives depicted on those shows, I knew my life was a different sort of real. It was the only reality I knew, but compared to other folks—both on television and off—it eventually struck me as a little surreal, too. And eventually, too, I understood that my version of reality had a tendency to set me apart from others.

Unrelieved reality. Some might call it a challenge, others a sentence. Whatever you call it, though, we here in the rehab—the newly clean and sober—belong to it as completely as slaves. Reality's puppies. Nomads, yes-men, kings.

I have to start by telling you that my entire existence could be summed up in one phrase. And that is: If my life wasn't funny it would just be true, and that is unacceptable.

Issie?" After a second her voice comes out small and tired. "I'm not here." "Oh." I back up so I can stare at the bathroom door. No feet. "Then I should probably freak out because the toilet is talking back to me, huh? A little too many pain meds for Zara today.

Reality isn't round, it's flat. There are edges where you can fall off and this October when I moved to Maine, I fell off one.

She is a beautiful creature, but beauty doesn't equal good and it certainly doesn't equal sane.

I don't think we ever find anything, do we? I mean in life. We think we find things and then it turns out those things aren't what we thought.

I can't believe this is happening to me. The weirdest thing is it was just a dream, and now it's actually real. It's hard to believe sometimes.

All you know is what you think you know, but that isn't always what's real.

If vampires ever spend less time playing theatrics and living down to their stereotypes, they might actually take over the world someday

A lot of what we're doing here deals with perception rather than truth. Many would argue that reality depends more on the former than the latter.

I have heard show business characterized as a refuge for childlike persons in flight from all things harsh and real.

All we can do is go around telling the truth.

Everyone in our town has a story--but it's not the one he tells himself. Its author has a thousand eyes, a thousand ears, and five hundred pens that never stop scribbling.