Quotes About Reality

Dale stepped over to the large console radio and wrestled it away from the wall. The inside was empty. No wires, no tubes, no lights for the dial, no works at all. Dale looked at the interiors of the other radios he'd listened to over the past two months. All empty.

began to wonder when this expedition had crossed the boundary from the merely fantastic into the region of the absurdly unbelievable.

All of our lives are governed by a certain degree of faith in bullshit.

Life is brutal that way... the loss of irrevocable moments amid trivia and distraction.

Human thought can be described as a standing wavefront. Sort of a superhologram. Or, maybe more precisely, a hologram containing a few million smaller holograms.

I know certain truths about life.

I was beginning to see the danger in adhering to a single narrative, hewing to a story. The peril wasn't only in getting it wrong. It was a kind of calcification, a narrowing, a perversion of reality that hardened and stilled the spirit.

I tell my students, who are concerned with the question of betrayal, that when it comes to memoir, there is no such thing as absolute truth—only the truth that is singularly their own. I say this not to release them from responsibility but to illuminate the subjectivity of our inner lives. One person's experience is not another's.

Is who we are the same as who we believe ourselves to be?

There is no other life than this. You would not have stumbled into the vastly imperfect, beautiful, impossible present.

morning was true will by evening have become a lie.

Somewhere, a clock ticks. Sand pours through the hourglass. I am no longer interested in the stories but rather, what is underneath the stories: the soft, pulsating thing that is true.

This is a work of nonfiction.

The world is full of suffering and exploitation, and that fact keeps one in touch with the realities that make one's behavior a moral challenge.

The text in sum, invites a woeful deconstruction of bombarding realities. So, one thinks ruefully, is the soul deconstructed in the act of writing—a task looked on (and so rightly) as the original artful dodge.

It is as reasonable to represent one kind of imprisonment by another as it is to represent anything that really exists by that which exists not.

This is a world of corpses strewn in streets and pits, yet in the deadcart itself a drunken piper wakes up to cry, 'But I an't dead tho', am I?' (p. 89).

Ahora miraba el mundo como algo remoto, con lo que yo no tenía nada que ver y de lo que nada esperaba, y de hecho nada deseaba: en pocas palabras, no tenía nada que ver con ese mundo, y difícilmente algún día tendría que ver algo con él; por tanto, pensé que así debía de verse después de la muerte.

Nitekim z?dd?yla gözümüze sokulmadan içinde bulunduÄŸumuz gerçek durumu asla göremiyor, hep fazlas?n? istemekten sahip olduÄŸumuzun deÄŸerini bilmeyi beceremiyoruz.

So hypochondriac fancies represent Ships, armies, battles in the firmament; Till steady eyes the exhalations solve, And all to its first matter, cloud, resolve.

and I must be allowed to say of both, I hope without breach of Charity, that they heard Voices that never spake, and saw Sights that never appear'd;

We live in a world our minds build rather than actually perceiving the endless details of what is happening.

Ten muy presente que tu enfoque determina tu realidad».

Los niños de hoy en día crecen en una nueva realidad, una realidad en la que están muy desconectados de sus semejantes y mucho más conectados que nunca, por el contrario, con las máquinas, una situación que, por razones muy diversas, resulta inquietante.