Quotes About Reality

The water around his legs was the only thing that seemed real.

I seem to be inside a kind of artificial environment. Almost like a... a simulacrum of Reiden Lake.

You hear it, too?" Walter asked. "Of course I do," she snapped. "It's real!

Ich glaube, daß jener Apparat, der die Aufnahme und Verarbeitung von Wirklichkeit zu tätigen hat, von Literatur geformt wird

It didn't happen the way one can tell it; but if once can tell it as it was, then one wasn't in on it, or it all happened so long ago that candor comes too easily. In order to make the story tellable, one has to separate and put into sequence events which in reality were so entangled as to be inexplicable...

Besides, my confidence that every person can be cured of his or her false beliefs through evidence has meanwhile significantly diminished. Oh, Mr. Brecht, I often think, people can really see an apple fall to the ground an simultaneously believe it when someone claims: It isn't falling. And there it is still the matter of more obvious natural laws!

What a live person can tell, being alive, would finally kill a dead person: flippancy. Therefore, one cannot, unfortunately, cling to the facts, which are too mixed up with chance and don't tell much.

She was doubtful, amid our toxic swirl of new namegiving; what she doubted was the reality of names, though she had to deal with them; she certainly felt that naming is seldom accurate, name and thing coincide only for a short time. She shrank from stamping any name on herself, the brand mark which decides which herd you belong to and which stable you should occupy.

Ich lernte viel an diesem Fall. Ich lernte, daß keine Lüge zu plump ist, als daß die Leute sie nicht glauben würden, wenn sie ihrem geheimen Wunsch, sie zu glauben, entgegenkommt.

Ordnung! Ja! Ordentlich ist heute die Welt. Aber sagen Sie mir: Ist sie noch schön?

Ihr überhebt euch über alles und alle, das verstellt euch den Blick für das, was wirklich ist, auch dafür, wie ihr wirklich seid.

The whole world like a wall facing me. I fumble over the stones: no gaps. Why should I go on deluding myself: there's no gap for me to live in. It's my own fault. It's me, I'm simply not determined enough. Yet how simple and natural everything seemed when I first read about it in books.

To become oneself, with all one's strength. Difficult. A bomb, a speech, a rifle shot-and the world can look a different place. And then where is this "self"?

There are movies that require fantasy and slightly more fantastical acting. Lines that are good for certain movies, in real life circumstances, would be absolutely unbelievable things to really say, and you would look at these people like they're freaks for conversing that way. But somehow for certain styles of movies, it works, and it seems fine.

Marx - La philosophie est à l'étude du monde réel ce que l'onanisme est à l'amour sexuel.

Marx - L'idéologie a donc 3 manières d'agir : - En légitimant la réalité, il y aura toujours des pauvres ; - En inversant la réalité, la véritable richesse est intérieure ; - En faisant oublier la réalité au profit d'un monde imaginaire, heureux les misérables car ils seront récompensés dans le royaume des cieux

We let rip with idealism and grand words, but it's nothing but rationalizations of our own egoistic behavior. Not only do we lie to others; we also lie to ourselves. Each one of us lives inside a house of mirrors -- our own instinctive self-righteousness distorts the way we view reality so that we can justify our actions to ourselves. And there's no way we can escape.

No man is happy without a delusion of some kind. Delusions are as necessary to our happiness as realities.

The genial optimist who praises much scatters flowers in our way. Grant that he over-praises, or that he applauds where he might condemn, still he makes--no mean result--the world to appear better than it is. A pleasant illusion is better than a harsh reality.

A pleasant illusion is better than a harsh reality.

The eye cannot always be trusted. We think what we see is always real, that the light always reveals what is there the same way at all times. But light and shadow can be manipulated, directed, by those that understand it... And so your eye perceives something entirely different from what you thought was there.

Some memories are realities and are better than anything that can ever happen to one again." Maybe so, I think. Maybe my memories of sweeter times are vivid enough, and present enough, to overcome the disappointments that followed. And to sustain me through the rest.

Look, I don't mean to be rude, but you could never have a normal life, even if that's what you thought you wanted. You and me, we're not 'normal.

It's as if she assumes everything will go right, and when it doesn't - which, of course, is pretty often - she is surprised and affronted.