Quotes About Reality

Nothing is true, nothing is real except love and our perception of love.

What you see is not real. It is a misinterpretation of our false perceptions.

What you see with your eyes are transient and ephemeral, What you see through your heart is everlasting and eternal.

It is indeed a curse to dream as you walk amongst the dreamless

When someone is delusional, he or she can do anything to justify his or her beliefs.

Craziness is just a varying degree of sanity.

the theorem of incompleteness . . . [shows] there is nothing on this level of existence that can fully explain this level of existence.

There are no mineral monsters.

Now we live in fairyland. The only lightly disappointing thing about this land is that it is smaller than the real world has ever been.

One's task is not to turn the world upside down but to do what is necessary at the given place and with a due consideration of reality.

Philosophy is about everything when I say everything I mean both something and nothing. Something is what we can perceive and nothing is beyond our senses.

Don't fall asleep yet. Contrary to popular belief, that's not where dreams get accomplished.

What's poetry? It's not real but maybe it's more than real. It's dreaming while you're awake.

It is the job of poetry to clean up our word-clogged reality by creating silences around things.

That is what poetry can do. It speaks to us of what does not exist, which is not only better than what exists, but even more like the truth.

Babies are not brought by storks and poets are not produced by workshops.

As for the usefulness of poetry, its uses are many. It is the deification of reality.

Poetry is not an assertion of truth, but the making of that truth more fully real to us.

Conceptions are artificial. Perceptions are essential.

Poetry exists partly to undermine the certainties of an accepted intellectual system, by opening a fissure of awareness at which the reality of the unconquered world may enter.

The poet may say or sing, not as things were, but as they ought to have been; but the historian must pen them, not as they ought to have been, but as they really were.

I really believe, or want to believe, really I am nuts, otherwise I'll never be sane.

Freud thought that a psychosis was a waking dream, and that poets were daydreamers too, but I wonder if the reverse is not as often true, and that madness is a fiction lived in like a rented house

There is no gilding of setting sun or glamor of poetry to light up the ferocious and endless toil of the farmers' wives.