Quotes About Reality

Creo que lo que me excitaba de tal manera extrema era la idea poética de morir haciendo el amor. Además, la debilidad aliada a la fiebre me sumergían en esa zona sin relación con lo cotidiano en la que siempre deposité mi única esperanza y que hasta esa noche yacía en un imperio soñado de acceso imposible a causa de su irrealidad.

Maybe someday we will find refuge in true reality. In the meantime, can I just say how opposed I am to all of this?

Because madness is a lie too. Like night. Like death.

Soñé que me miraba y que me sonreía como quien oye dulces mentiras. Era tan cierto que tenía que ser mentira.

what if that which ought to be doesn't exist

Mi sueño es un sueño sin alternativas y quiero morir al pie de la letra del lugar común que asegura que morir es soñar

Las novelas nunca las han escrito mas que los que son incapaces de vivirlas.

La verdad es que aquí cada uno oye lo que quiere. El lenguaje es interpretativo. Los mensajes varían en el trayecto y nadie se da cuenta o a nadie le importa. Sí es también no o quizás . No es posible aceptar ni rechazar. Nacer es morir. Quedarse es partir.

Manuel Mandeb entró en la niebla y se sintió más tranquilo. Prefería caminar en la cerrazón porque el rumbo era incierto, las ubicaciones discutibles y las apariencias confusas. Mandeb sentía terror ante lo irrefutable, ante las decisiones del amor tomadas, ante lo que ya nunca podría ser de otro modo.

Enseguida el niño comprueba que ha sucedido algo mucho más terrible que los fantasmas sin forma que venían atormentándolo: en un segundo, su vida ha transcurrido en su casi totalidad. Sus padres están muertos hace mucho. La casa es otra. Nadie escucha su llanto.

Miente. Bea miente, como mentimos todas. No escribe para que la escuchen. Escribe porque no la escuchan. No es lo mismo. O puede que sí.

Ma, sai, se c'è una cosa che la vita mi ha insegnato è che aspettare ciò che non accadrà mai è una morte troppo orribile.

El mito es reflejo de la realidad".

Nada era más ajeno a su realidad que el absurdo concepto del salvaje. La evidencia de que desconocían cosas que eran para mi esenciales y necesarias, estaba muy lejos de vestirlos de primitivismo.

The liar looks up toward it, hoping against hope that the voices in his head have told him the truth.

It was different in America: the incessant perpetuation of collective fantasies makes people crave the truth and nothing but the truth--reality is the fastest American commodity.

What you see is what you see, but that is never everything. Sarajavo is Sarajevo whatever you see or don't see. America is America. The past and future exist without you. And what you don't know about me is still my life. What I don't know about you is still your life. Nothing at all depends on you seeing it or not seeing it. I mean, who are you? You don't have to see or know everything.

While he wanted to teach me what he knew, I wanted him to see what it all looked like for me—perhaps love is a process of finding a common vision of reality.

You've never been married, so you don't know, but it is a fragile thing. Nothing ever goes away, everything stays inside it. It is a different reality.

One builds one's life in consistency; one invests it with the belief, however unsupported by reality, that one has always been what one is now, that even in one's distant past one could recognize the seed from which this doomed flower has bloomed.

It felt like lying, only better, because he couldn't be caught, and he couldn't be caught because there was nothing to verify it against. Immersed in the flow of bullshit, they had no reason, or time, not to believe him.

If Joshua had to put one sticker on his car (which he didn't have) it would be: Whatever is, is either in itself or in the other. Who on the street would ever understand what that meant?

Better the illusions that exalt us than ten thousand truths.

Our government declared that it is conducting some kind of great reforms. In reality, no real reforms were begun and no one at any point has declared a coherent programme.