Quotes About Reality

If I expected to get the substance, I had to believe that I had already received because now faith is. In this case, the substance was the baptism of the Holy Spirit and speaking with other tongues. I had to believe that I had it, even though I couldn't see it or feel it. Faith is the answer we see when we pray.

History has the cruel reality of a nightmare, and the grandeur of man consists in his making beautiful and lasting works out of the real substance of that nightmare. Or, to put it another way, it consists in transforming the nightmare into vision; in freeing ourselves from the shapeless horror of reality--if only for an instant--by means of creation.

Pues apenas el tiempo se divide en ayer, hoy y mañana, en horas, minutos y segundos, el hombre cesa de ser uno con el tiempo, cesa de coincidir con el fluir de la realidad.

En lugar de interrogarnos a nosotros mismos,¿no sería mejor crear, obrar sobre una realidad que no se entrega al que la contempla, sino al que es capaz de sumergirse en ella?

Reality is always at the edge of the abyss, hung from the thread of a thought.

La historia tiene la realidad atroz de una pesadilla; la grandeza del hombre consiste en hacer obras hermosas y durables con la sustancia real de esa pesadilla.

Love is an attempt to penetrate another being, but it can only be realized if the surrender is mutual. It is always difficult to give oneself up; few persons anywhere ever succeed in doing so, and even fewer transcend the possessive stage to know love for what it actually is: a perpetual discovery, an immersion in the waters of reality and an unending re-creation.

El amor es una pasión que todos o casi todos veneran pero que pocos, muy pocos viven realmente.

The unreality of the watched makes the watching real.

Poetry, like history, is made; poetry, like truth, is seen.

Los ojos del entendimiento comulgan con la hermosura y el hombre procrea no imágenes ni simulacros de belleza si no realidades hermosas.

History as the cruel reality of a nightmare, and the grandeur of man consists in his making beautiful and lasting works out of the real substance of that nightmare. Or, to put it another way, it consists in transforming the nightmare into vision; in freeing ourselves from the shapeless horror of reality - if only for an instant - by means of creation.

Si es real la luz blanca de esta lámpara, real la mano que escribe, ¿son reales los ojos que miran lo escrito?

Los amantes...conocen una realidad oculta. Se trata de un conocimiento no intelectual: el que contempla y conoce no es el ojo del intelecto,... sino el del corazón.

Eres tan sólo un sueño, pero en ti sueña el mundo y su mudez habla con tus palabras.

Mas enquanto vivemos não podemos escapar das máscaras nem dos nomes e pronomes: somos inseparáveis das nossas ficções- das nossas facções. Estamos condenados a inventar uma máscara e a descobrir, depois, que essa máscara é nosso verdadeiro rosto.

Barren, barren and trivial are these words. But not barren the experience.

We should not for a moment consider even our best-established knowledge of existence as true. It is awareness only of the colors that our own vision paints on the film of one bubble in one strand of foam on the ocean of being.

The real explanations are usually the simplest, and often the saddest.

Sometimes it's like people are a million times more beautiful to you in your mind. It's like you see them, that's how they really are.

She's as dead as she'll every be, ain't she? Well, ain't she?

We have been so blinded by thinking and feeling that we have never seen the World.

All is not gold that glitters, pleasure seems sweet, but proves a glass of bitters.

For better or worse, most people's lives seem to turn out rather differently from what they had expected