Quotes About Reality

You see, Dash -- I was never the girl in your head. And you were never the boy in my head. I think we both knew that. It's only when we try to make the girl or boy in our head real that the true trouble comes. I did that with Carlos, and it was a bad failure. Be careful what you're doing, because no one is ever who you want them to be. And the less you really know them, the more likely you are to confuse them with the girl or boy in your head.

I was starting to think I was making up memories, just to have answers. Our brain does that sometimes. Or at least mine does.

exemplar, n. It's always something we have to negotiate- the face that my parents are happy, and yours have never been. I have something to live up to, and if I fail, I still have a family to welcome me home. You have a storyline to rewrite, and a lack of faith that it can ever be done. You love my parents, I know. But you never get too close. You never truly believe there aren't bad secrets underneath.

People are rarely as attractive in reality as they are in the eyes of the people who are in love with them. Which is, I suppose, as it should be. It's almost heartening to think that the attachment you have can define your perception as much as any other influence.

I have lied so often that I've lost track of the truth.

The past and future are what's complicated. It's the present that's simple.

Do you really exist? I blurt out. Not at all, he says with a smile, I've known that since I was four.

My mind was getting away from reality again, and I reluctantly drew it back in. There is no getting away from reality.

Don't do it for the sake of doing it, but don't wait for a fantasy either.

maura: i am isaac, will. me: don't be stupid. he's a guy. maura: no he's not. he's a profile. i made him up. me: yeah, right. maura: i did. no. no no no no no no no no no no no no no. me: what? no please no what no no please no fuck no NO. maura: isaac doesn't exist. he's never existed.

seriously, is this what the rest of my life is going to be? i don't think i signed up for this.

The day it happened, the week after it happened-those were not times I wanted to go back to. How I felt like I was trapped in a chamber of my own noise. Sitting in class and not being there at all. Sitting in a chair and fragmenting at the same time. Clutching to the random facts. Thinking the concept of a fact was itself a fiction. Because we live in a blur. All of us live in a blur.

I didn't tell any of my friends about our first date. I waited until after our second, because I wanted to make sure it was real. I wouldn't believe it had happened until it had happened again. Then, later on, I would be overwhelmed by the evidence, by all the lines connecting you to me, and us to love.

Be careful what you're doing, because no one is ever who you want them to be. And the less you really know them, the more likely you are to confuse them with the girl or boy in your head.

You see, Dash. I was never the girl in your head. And you were never the boy in my head.

She looked like she was waking up in a strange place—only she knew she hadn't gone to sleep yet, and that this was actually life.

But does he see everything, or only what he wants to be seeing? This is always one of the great questions of love.

Picture me however you want to picture me. Because odds are that'll be more true than any of the bodies you see me in.

i can't help thinking that 'getting a life' is something only a complete idiot could believe. like you can just drive to a store and get a life. see it in its shiny box and look inside the plastic window and catch a glimpse of yourself in a new life and say, 'wow, i look much happier - i think this is the life i need to get!' take it to the counter, ring it up, put it on your credit card. if getting a life was that easy, we'd be one blissed-out race.

That's what social media is: the fronts of the postcards, rarely what's written on the backs.

Ik verbaas me altijd over mensen die weten dat iets fout is, maar dat proberen te negeren, alsof het foute daardoor zou verdwijnen.

We know: An almost certain way to die is to believe you are already dead.

The funny thin is, you say it like it's so unusual that you've only done it once. But I bet a whole lot of people go through their lives without ever telling the truth, not really. And they wake up in the same body and the same life every singe morning.

It's so much easier when we're talking about things that are real.