Quotes About Reality

Was his memory failing or had he so disciplined it in the repression of unpleasant facts that he had damaged his sense of the truth?

Do you realize what that means? Do you know what that feels like? To live for fifteen years on promises and expectations and loans and credits in hotels that aren't fit to live in, never for a single day to be out of debt, and yet to pretend, to feel that every year, every winter, every job, every meeting is going to be the one. To live like this for fifteen years and then to realize that it's never going to end. Do you know what that feels like?

Was his memory failing or had he so disciplined it in the repression of unpleasant facts that he had damaged his sense of the truth? He was not a practical joke nor was he a fool but he was determinedly original and had a vague and modest idea of himself as a legendary figure. He was not a practical joke nor was he a fool but he was determinedly original and had a vague and modest idea of himself as a legendary figure.

Ama bütün evlilikler böyledir signore. Ä°nsanlar sevgi yüzünden evlenseler dünya yaÅŸanacak bir yer deÄŸil, deliler için bir hastane olurdu...

The people in the Farquarsons' living room seemed united in their tacit claim that there had been no past, no war—that there was no danger or trouble in the world.

isn't it true that when some couple celebrates their tenth or fifteenth anniversary they seem far from triumphant? In fact they seem duped while dirty Uncle Harry, the rake, seems to wear the laurels.

What is not perceived as such is not perceived at all.

It was characteristic of the vein of unhappy sluggishness and inertness in him that only when impressions had subsided into the remote past could he be thrilled by them. The reality of the present seemed always weighted with something hurting.

The reality is one thing; the name; with all is strange associations, is only an outward shell of such reality.

Perhaps I've never known reality as other human beings know it,' he thought. 'My life has been industrious, monotonous, patient. I've carried my load like a camel. And I've been able to do this because it hasn't been my real life at all! My mythology has been my real life.' The

Thought is a real thing. It is a live thing. It creates; it destroys; it begets; it projects its living offspring. Like certain forms of physical pain thoughts can take organic shapes. They can live and grow and generate, independently of the person in whose being they originated.

I love sleep, because my life has the tendency to fall apart when I'm awake

Life isn't always the way it's suppose to be, it's just the way it is. The way we cope with it is what makes the difference.

What screws us up the most in life is the picture in our head of how it is supposed to be.

If people do not believe that mathematics is simple, it is only because they do not realize how complicated life is.

It's hard to admit that the person you love doesn't love you. So, you hold on until you're ready to accept the truth.

Take a bite of love, but live in no misconception that your heart will escape pain of separation.

Everything about you is a conspiracy. Just like your love you have for me. It's all a broken dream, with things that are never what they seem.

Anyone that thinks they can be blissful 100% of the time will be disappointed. Anyone that thinks love is a magic wand that will make you blissful 100% of the time will start asking the above questions.

Rest assured that however crappy your Valentine's Day is, Instagram can make it look romantic...

Falling in love is not always a happily ever after story. Most of the time, it's just once upon a time.

Do not take your ex boyfriend's bad opinion of you as the truth. Nothing he thinks or says about you is about you, but rather a reflection of his own reality.

It's clear that we can close our eyes to the things we don't want to see but unfortunately we can't close our heart to the things we don't want to feel. I'ts a fact and sadly we must live with it. I mean what a life is this? We can't even control our own emotions! How are we supposed to live happy then? It's kind of impossible ...

Sometimes love's not enough. And if it's not enough, what good is it ?