Quotes About Reality

Even without liars, there can still be lies.

He reaches up and presses my hand to his face. 'It's funny, isn't it, how I mocked you for your mortality when you're certain to outlive me.' 'You're not going to die,' I insist. 'Oh, how many times have I wished that you couldn't lie? Never more than now.

What has changed? Is he different because I have forced him to be? Is it because he is away from Balekin? Or is he no different at all and I am only seeing what I want to see?

It doesn't make me like him any better, but for the first time he seems real. Not good, but real.

I knew what he was, I try to tell myself. I saw the blood crusted on his red cap. If I let myself forget, then more fool me

You may command the sky,' the horned man in the golden scale mail returns. 'But alas, we are here on the ground.

How does it feel?' he asked. 'To be stuck in a fairy tale?' 'How does it feel to be one?' I countered...

Widzisz, ?adna cz??? tej ba?ni nie by?a k?amstwem, cho? historia by?a zupe?nie nieprawdziwa.

Sometimes it seemed as though all her life was already used up in that dark basement, as if her mother's mouth on Tana's arm was the last thing in her life before this that had felt real. Everything else was just prologue and epilogue.

He looked down at a red book, embossed in gold. The title was Alice's Adventures in Wonderland & Through the Looking Glass. He frowned at it in confusion. It wasn't what he'd thought a mortal book would be like; he thought they would be dull things, odes to their cars or skyscrapers. ... 'This is really a mortal book?' he asked.

They do not need to deceive humans. Humans will deceive themselves.

It turns out that men have more authority, even when they're not real.

Nice things don't happen in storybooks," Taryn says. "Or when they do happen, something bad happens next. Because otherwise the story would be boring, and no one would read it.

That I had suffered a loss. I thought about the word suffer and about the act or the state of suffering. I thought about enduring. About bearing the burden, about tolerating the pain, about learning to reconcile myself to this new, stark reality.

Anything designed to be inoffensive isn't worth your time -- life itself is pretty offensive, ending as it does with death.

People exaggerate both happiness and unhappiness; we are never so fortunate nor so unfortunate as people say we are.

We exaggerate misfortune and happiness alike. We are never as bad off or as happy as we say we are.

Such is life. It is no cleaner than a kitchen; it reeks like a kitchen; and if you mean to cook your dinner, you must expect to soil your hands; the real art is in getting them clean again, and therein lies the whole morality of our epoch.

While seeking out the dead, I see nothing but the living.

Affreuse condition de l'homme ! Il n'y a pas un de ses bonheurs qui ne vienne d'une ignorance quelconque.

Equality may perhaps be a right, but no power on earth can turn it into a fact.

Plenty of things in life are superlatively uninteresting; so that it is one-half of art to select from realities those which contain the possibility of poetry

All is true, - so true, that every one can discern the elements of the tragedy in his own house, perhaps in his own heart.

Quelque mal que l'on te dise du monde, crois?le ! il n'y a pas de Juvénal qui puisse en peindre l'horreur couverte d'or et de pierreries.