Quotes About Reality

Mourn for Ophelia, if you like. Put ashes on your head because Cordelia was strangled. Cry out against Heaven because the daughter of Brabantio died. But don't waste your tears over Sibyl Vane. She was less real than they are.

Niagara ... is the first disappointment in the married life of many Americans who spend their honeymoon there.

Things are because we see them, and what we see, and how we see it, depends on the Arts that have influenced us.

Why didn't you tell me that the only thing worth loving is an actress?

In love, one always begins in deceiving oneself, and one always ends in deceiving others.

The pure and simple truth is, the truth is never pure and simple.

It is simply expression, as Henry says, that gives reality to things.

The fact is that we look back on the ages entirely through the medium of Art, and Art, very fortunately, has never once told us the truth.

Lo menos frecuente en este mundo es vivir. La mayoría de la gente existe, eso es todo.

The soul is a terrible reality. It can be bought, and sold, and bartered away. It can be poisoned, or made perfect. There is a soul in each one of us. I know it.

There is nothing sane about the worship of beauty. It is too splendid to be sane. Those of whose lives it forms the dominant note will always seem to the world to be pure visionaries.

You have a dreamer's look; you must not dream. It is only sick people who dream.

The supreme object of life is to live. Few people live. It is true life only to realize one's own perfection, to make one's every dream a reality.

I treated Art as the supreme reality and life as a mere mode of fiction.

Mere words.. Was there anything so real as words?

It was only in the theatre that I lived.

Nos prometieron que los sueños podrían volverse realidad. Pero se les olvido mencionar que las pesadillas también son sueños.

Life is never fair, Robert. And perhaps it is a good thing for most of us that it is not.

Society exists only as a mental concept; in the real world there are only individuals.

truth is rarely pure and never simple.

The only real people are the people who never existed, and if a novelist is base enough to go to life for his personages he should at least pretend that they are creations, and not boast of them as copies. The justification of a character in a novel is not that other persons are what they are, but that the author is what he is. Otherwise the novel is not a work of art.

Was there anything so real as words?

For romantic young people like he is, the world always looks best at a distance; and a prison where one's allowed to order one's own dinner is not at all bad.

Life at times loses its sense of reality; it appears to us like a weird, optical illusion - a phantasmagoric bubble that will disappear at the slightest breath.