Quotes About Reality

Podrá entender que soñó, y hará bien cuando lo entienda; por que en el mundo Clotaldo, todos los que viven sueñan.

Yo sueño que estoy aquí de estas prisiones cargado, y soñé que en otro estado más lisonjero me vi. ¿Qué es la vida? Un frenesí. ¿Qué es la vida? Una ficción, una sombra, una ilusión, y el mayor bien es pequeño; que toda la vida es sueño, y los sueños, sueños son.

We live, while we see the sun, Where life and dreams are as one; And living has taught me this, Man dreams the life that is his, Until his living is done.

Qué es la vida? Un frenesí. ¿Qué es la vida? Una ficción, una sombra, una ilusión, y el mayor bien es pequeño; que toda la vida es sueño, y los sueños, sueños son.

En esta vida todo es verdad y todo mentira.

Todos los que viven sueñan

O, malen je dar nam dan, jer sav život - to je san, a san su i sami snovi.

The king dreams he is a king, And in this delusive way Lives and rules with sovereign sway; All the cheers that round him ring, Born of air, on air take wing. And in ashes (mournful fate!) Death dissolves his pride and state: Who would wish a crown to take, Seeing that he must awake In the dream beyond death's gate?

en mundo tan singular, que el vivir sólo es soñar; y la experiencia me enseña que el hombre que vive, sueña lo que es, hasta despertar.

For all life is a dream, and dreams themselves are only dreams.

And yet, and yet, in these our ghostly lives, Half night, half day, half sleeping, half awake, How if our waking life, like that of sleep, Be all a dream in that eternal life To which we wake not till we sleep in death

Reality is always too complicated - that's why it's ungraspable.

Somos del mismo gremio. -Los dos somos artistas, papi. Cuando bailaba era igual. Yo con mis bailes eróticos. Era la estrella del Palermo. Nadie sabía si era verdad o mentira. Ni yo misma sabía si lo que bailaba era erotismo real o fingía el erotismo. -Igual que yo con mis novelas. Ni yo mismo sé lo que es cierto y lo que es mentira. -Al final todo es verdad. -Uhmm. -Eres una puta, Pedro. Eres tan puta como yo. Vendes una mentira y finges que es verdad.

La realidad no está obligada a ser convincente.

Style is not a replacement for substance, and cannot camouflage a lack of substance.

God is as real as a station wagon.

After all, he was human, in spite of rumors to the contrary.

No two people see the external world in exactly the same way. To every separate person a thing is what he thinks it is -- in other words, not a thing, but a think.

To every separate person a thing is what he thinks it is – in other words, not a thing, but a think.

I have tried to be honest with you, although I suppose that you would really have been more interested in my not being honest. Some of these things happened, and some were dreams. They were all true, as I understood truth. They are all real, as I understood reality.

I was alone with myself, and we watched each other with steady, cold, inward eyes: the past and its consequence, the reality and its insubordinate dream.

He had already incapacitated me, harried me, cut away most of my illusions and some of my ignorance; he had already so weakened me that I was falling back on myths, words, mysteries to replace what I had lost.

There is no god, and that's the simple truth. If every trace of any single religion were wiped out and nothing were passed on, it would never be created exactly that way again. There might be some other nonsense in its place, but not that exact nonsense. If all of science were wiped out, it would still be true and someone would find a way to figure it all out again.

But [he] had lost god, and all his family and friends were staying behind with his imaginary friend. A silly dream goes away and takes with it your whole real life.