Quotes About Reality

Nightmares aren't frightening once you wake up. Memories are.

I felt something for her once. Not tenderness. Not love. But a shared delusion that expresses itself in violence is almost more intimate than love.

It might be called denial by some, but in that moment I thought it was the very strength that made humanity so successful… the ability to transcend reality, to create reality around them, even for a moment

I think, is a maddening thing to say on so many levels. As if the Internet is a fantasy world, inhabited by imaginary people. As if we're ordinary people in the first place. And most of all, it's such a young male thing to say, this automatic assumption of safety. Women, even girls of Lanny's age, don't think that way. Parents don't. Older people don't. It reveals a certain blind, entitled ignorance to how dangerous the world really is.

Nightmares are not terrifying once you are wake up. Memories are.

those people live in a dystopian fantasy where they're the heroes in a world full of threats.

This isn't about you. Oh, it is, you coldhearted bastard. It is.

The more clearly we can focus our attention on the wonders and realities of the universe, the less taste we shall have for destruction.

Better to end this dream before it becomes a nightmare.

The desert adapts. The people adapt. Live. Die. Struggle. Suffer. Create. The people in the real world beyond Demesne's ring are not all manufactured perfection. They deal.

It wasn't about the fantasy. That was now replaced with hope and belief that it could happen, for real.

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.

What I mean is that when people say right person, wrong time, or wrong person, right time, it's usually a cop-out. They think that fate is playing with them. That we're all just participants in this romantic reality show that God gets a kick out of watching. But the universe doesn't decide what's right or not right. You do.

But love needs to have a future. And Sofia and I don't have a future. We've just had a good time sharing the present, that's all.

And once I'm pretending that's the truth, I figure it might as well be the truth.

What's of more concern: If I don't shut down my brain soon, my imagination will take off so far about what could be with this guy, that nothing will ever be able to just be.

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 think that reality has the distinct potential to completely suck, and the way to get around that is to step out of reality from time to time and find something a little more enjoyable with someone you completely, unadulteratedly

I don't see what's so "romantic" about spending a week in a tropical paradise with your spouse whom you've already seen almost every day for the past quarter century.

the love I felt for him was huge and real, and, while painful, it forever changed me as a person

Well sure, who doesn't need a boyfriend? But realistically, those exotic creatures are hard to come by.

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

I'm saying you have me nestled so comfortingly in your idea of who I am, you have no idea who I actually am.

Why do you lie I ask her. To block the truth. Fair enough. Naomi goes on. Where did we get it in our heads that we need truth all the time? Sometimes lies are nice, you know? You don't have to know the truth all the time. It's too exhausting.