Quotes About Reality

Age 80. — In a dream you are never eighty.

When I was young I used to think the only certain thing about life was that I should one day die. Now I think the only certain thing about life is that there is no such thing as death.

We are slaves to words. Speak often enough of an unreal thing, and after a while it becomes real. For instance, we have used the word "nation" for centuries. There is, however, no such thing as a nation. All that really exists is the individuals that compose a nation.

There's more to the truth than just the facts.

When you get there, there isn't any there there.

You can't fall off the floor.

A straight stick looks crooked under water.

For thirty years now, in times of stress and strain, when something has me backed against the wall and I'm ready to do something really stupid with my anger, a sorrowful face appears in my mind and asks... "Problem or inconvenience?" I think of this as the Wollman Test of Reality. Life is lumpy. And a lump in the oatmeal, a lump in the throat, and a lump in the breast are not the same lump. One should learn the difference.

These days I lived in three worlds: my dreams, and the experiences of my new life, which triggered memories from the past.

Kur shihte se të tjerët nuk mahniteshin aq fort sa ç'e kishte pritur, ai i rikthehej fillimit. Në qytet bëhej nami, kurse ata ishin si në humbellë. Ishim në një kohë që s'është më, më kupton? Koha ecën, orët, dita, të gjitha ecin, kurse ti mbetesh në diçka që s'di si ta quash. Kohë pa kohë. Nën zero...

ajzat ishin te bardha si endrra e mengjesit por fatkeqesisht , po aq te pakapshme si endrra.

Pyramidal phenomena occurred in cycles, without it ever being possible to determine precisely the timing of their appearance: for no one has ever been able to establish with certainty whather what happens is the future, or just the past moving backwards, like a crab. People ended up acccepting that maybe neither the past nor the future were what they were thought to be, since both could reverse their direction of travel, like trams at a terminus (p.119).

the filmmaker must always seek a new tension with reality and constantly negate himself in order to continue to create a new artistic involvement. (?shima 1992: 48, translated by Dawn Lawson)

All that can be said with truth of this Absolute and Supreme Reality is that IT IS. This must suffice.

Qabalists assert that Reason is a weapon inadequate to the Search for Reality since its nature is essentially self-contradictory. Hume and Kant both saw this; but the one became a sceptic in the widest sense of the term, and with the other, the conclusion hid itself behind a verbose transcendentalism.

Kad bismo svi imali mogu?nosti, hrabrosti i snage da samo jedan dio svojih maštanja i najvrelijih želja pretvorimo u stvarnost, samo u jednom ?asu svoga života, bilo bi cijelom svijetu i nama samima odmah jasno ko smo, i šta sve mi ljudi možemo da postanemo i budemo.

Mali ljudi, koje mi zovemo deca, imaju svoje velike bolove i duge patnje, koje posle kao odrasli i mudri ljudi zaboravljaju. Upravo, gube ih iz vida. A kad bismo mogli da se spustimo natrag u detinjstvo, kao u klupu osnovne škole iz koje smo davno izišli, mi bismo ih opet ugledali. Tamo dole, pod tim uglom, ti bolovi i te patnje žive i dalje i postoje kao svaka stvarnost.

Nikad nisam voleo preteranu ose?ajnost ni ta polusjajna, sumnjiva stanja duha u kojima nas uobrazilja tako lako odvodi na na svoje pogrešne i jalove puteve.

Sva od stvarnosti, a sama nestvarna, koja nije ni ono što je bilo ju?e ni ono što ?e biti sutra; nešto kao prolazno ostrvo u poplavi vremena.

I ako nas niko ne prevari, prevarimo se mi sami…

Ponekad se cela ova šarena dnevna stvarnost našeg života zanjiše kao tanka kulisa i mi, za trenutak jedan, sagledamo ono što se nalazi iza nje. Od toga nam se zavrti u glavi, ponese nas laka nesvestica koja brzo pro?e, ali posle toga ?uvamo dugo se?anje na taj trenutak, kao saznanje koje nas krepi i daje nam snage da izdržimo ovu stvarnost na koju smo osu?eni.

Imaju tri stvari koje se ne daju sakriti, a to su: ljubav, kašalj i siromaštvo.

A warm and close circle formed, like a new existence, created out of realities and yet itself unreal, which was not what it had been the day before nor what it would be the day after, but like a transient island in the flood of time.

Ona ih je sve zalu?ivala, jer su ludi ro?eni, varala, jer su želeli da budu prevareni, i na kraju, uzimala im samo ono što su i ina?e bili rešeni da bace i izgube.