Quotes About Reality

Facts you can bend. Memories are much stronger things.

When you do take the home pregnancy test, it doesn't quite seem real. But when you see the baby and the heartbeat on the ultrasound, it's so incredible.

I think that people had this idea that I sat at home and sucked on lollipops and ate cotton candy while I watched cartoons - wearing a tiara.

A poor girl may have an illusion that a prince will come and fetch her home. It is possible, some such cases have occurred. That the Messiah will come and found a golden age is much less probable.

When you die, you don't go to sleep. You go home to nonphysical reality, and you are very much awake.

As long as there is a 'you' doing or not-doing, thinking or not-thinking, 'meditating' or 'not-meditating' you are no closer to home than the day you were born.

Many go out for wool, and come home shorn themselves.

You can go home again...so long as you understand that home is a place where you have never been.

It looks different when you're sober; I thought I had twice as much furniture.

Misery is when you heard on the radio that the neighborhood you live in is a slum but you always thought it was home.

We would like only, for once, to get to where we are already.

In a universe suddenly divested of illusion and lights, man feels an alien, a stranger. His exile is without remedy since he is deprived of the memory of a lost home or the hope of a promised land.

When I'm back at home it's just reality. I kind of separate myself from Hollywood.

We're trapped on this very thin slice of perception ... But even at that slice of reality that we call home, we're not seeing most of what's going on.

Don't talk to me about other worlds, separate realities, lost continents or invisible realms -- I know where I belong. Heaven is home. Utopia is here. Nirvana is now.

You play a part, and as soon as a movie is over and the camera stops, you go home and you're not really responsible for what you've done.

A good antidote to nostalgia is to go home, and then you remember why you left.

They haven't left us much to believe, have they? — even disbelief. I can't believe in anything bigger than a home, or anything vaguer than a human being.

There weren't any fairy tales in the streets around me. If there was ever a Cinderella, her glass slippers shattered under her weight and she limped home bleeding from the ball.

People always assume that I'm some sort of party girl, and that's such a misconception because I like staying home.

Although very few people are actually called upon to live in palaces a very large number are unwilling to admit the fact.

It never happens that, when we go home and open the refrigerator, we see all infinitely many prime numbers there.

That is the returning to God which in reality is never concluded on earth but yet leaves behind in the soul a divine home sickness, which never again ceases.

Here no elsewhere underwrites my existence.