Quotes About Reality

Billy didn't need someone to pour him his drinks, he needed someone to tell him that living isn't poetry. It isn't prayer. To tell him and convince him. And none of us could do it because every one of us thought that as long as Billy believed it was, as long as he kept himself believing it, then maybe it could still be true.

It's sometimes more torment for a man, Mr. Fagin said, to consider what might have been than to live with what is.

The world was a cruder, more vulgar place than the one I had known. This was the language required to live in it, I supposed.

There was... her capacity to believe. There was as well her capacity to be deceived, since you can't have one without the other...

Why is it a surprise to find that people other than ourselves are able to tell lies?

our production of the world, our interpretation of it, what we've been told to experience and what we've been told we have to do, both worry and distress me. I don't want to live in someone else's dream.

Emotion isn't really what I felt . . . Living, one is so detached.

If you remember better times you know they were lies, because they led to this

Distortion's all that I know.

No longer the dream we were invited to long ago

it's anywhere in the broken clock

This clearing is full of false lights, flickers that stop when you look.

I don't want this part where I don't know if I've dreamed it or not.

Bodiless we don't suffer: in a dream we aren't hungry, don't mourn you.

We go where we live—there is nowhere else.

How could we stop being us, even when we leave the jeweled cinema?

I sound happy, even though the world is a frightful dream.

Evaporated I've never been there.

I'm not who I thought I'm not there or here

I'm overwhelmed by your reality.

I don't feel like I am where you are; I'm not in the world except by appearance.

Time exists to be brutal in.

I'm so crazy I can't know anyone anymore. I listen to voices, see people who aren't tangible to others; they sustain me, and I need them. Who's to say who's really here?

Todos projetamos nossa realidade no mundo exterior, criando juntos, de fato, um universo microcósmico de experiência ou esse 'reino dos céus' dentro de nós, que é único, apesar de ser partilhado com os outros.