Quotes About Reality

Peklo nastává jen tehdy, pokud si lidé dÄ›lají faleÅ¡né pÃ…â"¢edstavy o nebi.

Ik heb een hekel aan fantastische vertellingen. Sprookjes, dromen, saai-jans-fiction, de hele boel kan me gestolen worden.' 'Waarom, meisje?' 'Het gewone dagelijkse leven is al fantastisch genoeg.' 'Kind, kind,' de juffrouw hief de handen geschrokken ten plafond, 'waar haal je die onzin vandaan! Straks ga je nog zeggen dat de werkelijkheid fantastischer is dan een roman.

Man can no more see the world than a fish can see the river bank.

Pour les gens qui vous entourent, vous n'êtes jamais là, toujours en retard ou en avance d'une seconde sur leur temps.

La réalité du monde ne lui apparaissait pas solide.

I am accustomed to sleep and in my dreams to imagine the same things that lunatics imagine when awake.

The dreams we imagine when we are asleep should not in any way make us doubt the truth of the thoughts we have when we are awake.

And what more am I? I look for aid to the imagination. [But how mistakenly!] I am not that assemblage of limbs we call the human body; I am not a subtle penetrating air distributed throughout all these members; I am not a wind, a fire, a vapor, a breath or anything at all that I can image. I am supposing all these things to be nothing. Yet I find, while so doing, that I am still assured that I am a something.

Am I so tied to a body and senses that I am incapable of existing without them?

I am like a prisoner who happens on enjoy an imaginary freedom in his dreams and who subsequently begins to suspect that he is asleep and, afraid of being awakened, conspires silently with his agreeable illusions.

I am not a collection of members which we call the human body: I am not a subtle air distributed through these members, I am not a wind, a fire, a vapour, a breath, nor anything at all which I can imagine or conceive; because I have assumed that all these were nothing. Without changing that supposition I find that I only leave myself certain of the fact that I am somewhat.

To think? That's it. It is thought. This alone cannot be detached from me. I am, I exist; that is certain.

Like a prisoner who dreams that he is free, starts to suspect that it is merely a dream, and wants to go on dreaming rather than waking up, so I am content to slide back into my old opinions; I fear being shaken out of them because I am afraid that my peaceful sleep may be followed by hard labour when I wake, and that I shall have to struggle not in the light but in the imprisoning darkness of the problems I have raised.

I resolv'd to faign, that all those things which ever entred into my Minde, were no more true, then the illusions of my dreams.

To know what people really think, pay regard to what they do, rather than what they say.

I am, I exist.

I am thinking, therefore I exist.

One needs to know what thought is, what existence is and what certainty is.

we ought also to consider as false all that is doubtful.

One cannot conceive anything so strange and so implausible that it has not already been said by one philosopher or another.

the greater objective (representative) perfection there is in our idea of a thing, the greater also must be the perfection of its cause.

Con frecuencia una falsa alegría vale más que una tristeza cuya causa es verdadera.

And it is evident that it is not less repugnant that falsity or imperfection, in so far as it is imperfection, should proceed from God, than that truth or perfection should proceed from nothing.

Be that as it may, there is fixed in my mind a certain opinion of long [21] standing, namely that there exists a God who is able to do anything and by whom I, such as I am, have been created. How do I know that he did not bring it about that there is no earth at all, no heavens, no extended thing, no shape, no size, no place, and yet bringing it about that all these things appear to me to exist precisely as they do now?