Quotes About Reality

All you decent, well-meaning gentlemen, let me ask you, have you any idea what sort of place the world is becoming all around you? The days when you could act out of your noble instincts are over. Except of course, you here in Europe don't yet seem to know it.

We all know it. We're modelled from trash. Junkies, prostitutes, winos, tramps. Convicts, maybe, just so long as they aren't psychos. That's what we come from. We all know it, so why don't we say it?

Ésa es una lección que se olvida con frecuencia: no intentes comprender, no deduzcas, no interpretes: eso lo puede hacer cualquiera en una oficina a mil kilómetros de distancia. Da igual que la situación te resulte ininteligible. Cuenta lo que ves, lo cercano, lo comprobable. Ya está.

The hard reality is, surely, that for the likes of you and I, there is little choice other than to leave our fate, ultimately, in the hands of those great gentlemen at the hub of this world who employ our services. What is the point in worrying oneself too much about what one could or could not have done to control the course one's life took?

Crystal Eaters by Shane Jones Machines Like Me by Ian McEwan The Memory Police by Yoko Ogawa 1984 by George Orwell A Tale for the Time Being by Ruth Ozeki The Overstory by Richard Powers The Farm by Joanne Ramos The Ministry for the Future by Kim Stanley Robinson Lincoln in the Bardo by George Saunders Pygmalion by George Bernard Shaw

As a writer, I am more interested in what people tell themselves happened rather than what actually happened.

La vida ya nos trae muchos desengaños por sí sola. Si encima tiene esos sueños...

That's what being crazy was, wasn't it? You thought you were fine. Everyone else knew better.

There was no closing my eyes and sliding back into that blissful dream of normal. This was my normal now.

No. Harsh truth was better than comfortable lies. It had to be.

If I was crazy, would I know it? That's what being crazy was, wasn't it? You thought you were fine. Everyone else knew better.

Dont talk to the crazy kids. I longed to shout back that we weren't crazy. I'd mistaken her kid for a ghost, that's all.

Don't talk to the crazy kids. I longed to shout back that we weren't crazy. I'd mistaken her kid for a ghost, that's all.

Vechea mea viata mi se parea ca un vis- un vis in cea mai mare pate placut, lipsit de evenimente . Acum ma trezisem din ele si imi dadusem seama cine si ce eram , cu bune si cu rele. Nu exista nici o cale de a inchide ochii si a aluneca inapoi in acel fericit vis al normalului. Acesta era normalul meu acum.

too fanciful. Which is silly really. The point of fantasies is to dream big, imagine things beyond our reality. Yet I'd always edited my dreams into the realm of possibility. Reach high Ã¢â'¬Â¦ but not too high. Keep yourself safe from the inevitable disappointment of wanting too much. That was the message my parents imparted to their younger daughter.

I'm not even sure I saw someone." "You sensed someone?" He made a face. "Now that really sounds nuts." "Hey, if you're okay with me imagining myself as a pine marten, I'm okay with you sensing unseen assailants.

The teenage girl goes to the fortune-teller, whose gypsy grandmother says she's cursed." "Maybe that was it. Like one of those reality TV shows. You got pranked." "In Nanaimo? Must be a low-budget Canadian production." "Is there any other kind?

But that's what dreams are for—to weave reality and fantasy and memory and stitch together something you can't hope for in waking life. To fulfill that little part of you that wants something so bad.

You thought you were fine. Everyone else knew better.

You shouldn't be here," I said. "I'm still dreaming, aren't I?" "That depends. Am I better looking?

You shouldn't be here," I said. "I'm still dreaming, aren't I?" "That depends. Am I better looking?" I gave a soft laugh and shook my head. "Do I at least smell better than I did yesterday?" "No. Sorry.

Harsh truth was better than comfortable lies.

Women expect this. It doesn't mean we tolerate it, but it is a fact of our lives.

I believe you are conflating your fantasy worlds." "You