Quotes About Reality

But facts fall short of truth, because truth includes the yearnings of the human heart—

Men occasionally stumble over the truth, but most of them pick themselves up and hurry on as if nothing had happened.

We occasionally stumble over the truth but most of us pick ourselves up and hurry off as if nothing had happened.

There are a terrible lot of lies going about the world, and the worst of it is that half of them are true.

This is one of those cases in which the imagination is baffled by the facts.

When you bring an idealised relationship down to the level of an ordinary one it isn't necessarily the ordinary one that suffers'.

A nice frame doesn't make a nice picture.

Dream, but don't quit your day job.

All the best have something in common, a regard for reality, an agreement to its primacy over the imagination.

The Three Oddest Words When I pronounce the word Future, the first syllable already belongs to the past. When I pronounce the word Silence, I destroy it. When I pronounce the word nothing, I make something no nonbeing can hold.

Let the people who never find true love keep saying that there's no such thing. Their faith will make it easier for them to live and die.

Only when we live, walk, behave, and have our being altogether in our spirit, not in our natural man, are we in the kingdom of God and, in reality, are the kingdom of God.

An idea abstracted from man does not fully exist…. There is no word that is not also flesh.

We say 'forest' but this word is made of the unknown, the unfamiliar, the unencompassed. The earth. Clods of dirt. Pebbles. On a clear day you rest among ordinary, everyday things that have been familiar to you since childhood, grass, bushes, a dog (or a cat), a chair, but that changes when you realize that every object is an enormous army, an inexhaustible swarm.

Some of us – poets are not exactly poets. We live sometimes – beyond the word.

Don't take shadows too seriously. Reality is your only safety. Continue to reject illusion.

Der Schluß ist dann so wie alle wirklichen Schlüsse im Leben: banal, wortlos, überwältigend.

The so-called physical universe—"the world so described"—turns out to be constituted by mathematical structures which we ourselves have imposed; in a word, it proves to be "man-made." Yet this way of putting it is also misleading; for inasmuch as physical knowledge is partly objective, "the world so described" must be "partly objective" as well. One is left with a curiously equivocal conception, which may enlighten the wise but is bound to deceive the unwary

America cannot be an ostrich with its head in the sand.

It is like writing history with lightning. And my only regret is that it is all so terribly true.

I've never felt Truth was Beauty. Never. I've always felt that people can't take too much reality. I like being in Ingmar Bergman's world. Or in Louis Armstrong's world. Or in the world of the New York Knicks. Because it's not this world. You spend your whole life searching for a way out. You just get an overdose of reality, you know, and it's a terrible thing. I'm always fighting against reality.

All people know the same truth. Our lives consist of how we chose to distort it.

This sounds so bleak when I say it, but we need some delusions to keep us going. And the people who successfully delude themselves seem happier than the people who can't.

Cloquet hated reality but realized it was still the only place to get a good steak.