Quotes About Reality

Your next lesson is this: all women are the same height lying down.

Este presentimiento resultaría cierto, aunque se basaba en premisas totalmente falsas.

era una tortura, no se acababa nunca el tiempo en que el mundo real le abrasaba la piel.

el sótano; sí, estás en el sótano de la casa paterna, tú eres un niño, sólo has soñado que eras un adulto, un viejo y asqueroso vigilante en París, pero eres un niño y estás en el sótano de la casa paterna (...)

For people could close their eyes to greatness, to horrors, to beauty, and their ears to melodies or deceiving words. But they couldn't escape scent.

Por un momento, durante unos segundos, durante toda una eternidad, según se le antojó a él, el tiempo se dobló o desapareció por completo, porque ya no sabía si ahora era ahora y aquí era aquí, o ahora era entonces y aquí era allí

How quickly the apparently solidly laid foundation of one's existence could crumble.

Reality is bad enough. Why should I tell the truth?

Having played many roles of scientific intellect I do have an empathy for that world. It's been hard on me because flying the Enterprise for seven years in Star Trek and sitting in Cerebro in X-men has led people to believe that I know what I'm talking about. But I'm still trying to work out how to operate the air conditioning unit on my car.

Life sucks. This is news why?

Hope doesn't announce that life is safe, therefore, we will be; instead, it whispers that Christ is our safety in the midst of harsh reality.

Not all dreams need to be realized.

It seemed as if the whole of the world was slowly being stripped of innocence. Or maybe I was seeing a little too clearly.

The trouble with dreaming is that we eventually wake up.

We sometimes eclipse our own dreams with reality.

A real prison breakfast" I said. "Yeah, but we are free." And that summed it up.

Some dreams aren't dreams at all, just another angle of physical reality.

I reflected on the fact that no matter how good I aspired to be, I was never going to achieve perfection

Americans just don't know what being a movie star's all about.

My penance for barely being present in the world, not the world between the pages of books, or the layered atmosphere of my own mind, but the world that is real to others

We sometimes eclipse our own dreams with reality (p.43)

It occurred to me, as the heavy curtains were opened and the morning light flooded the small dining area, that without a doubt we sometimes eclipse our own dreams with reality.

My mother was real and her son was real. When he died she buried him. Now she is dead. Mother Courage and her children, my mother and her son. They are all stories now.

that without a doubt we sometimes eclipse our own dreams with reality