Quotes About Reality

As one may bring himself to believe almost anything he is inclined to believe, it makes all the difference whether we begin or end with the inquiry, What is truth?

Researchers have speculated that those who fantasize about how wonderful life could be are ill prepared for the setbacks that frequently occur along the rocky road to success, or maybe they enjoy indulging in escapism and so become reluctant to put in the effort required to achieve their goal.

I did not know if the story was factually true or not, but it was emotionally true [...].

Literature is a struggle over the nature of reality.

?i ce te faci dac? totu?i exista Dumnezeu: spune-mi, ce te faci dac? totu?i este adev?rat ca El exista? (Levi Yitzhak)

If you had refused to descend to men, you would have been my distant dream. If you had refused to sow your word, I would love you without hearing it. If you had hesitated and fled from the crucifixion, and I were not saved, I would still love you. If you were a myth, I would leave reality and live with you in a dream.

The hell with reality! Let's have a whole bunch of cute little winding roads and cute little houses painted white and pink and baby blue; let's all be good consumers and have a lot of Togetherness and bring our children up in a bath of sentimentality -- and if old reality ever does pop out and say Boo we'll all get busy and pretend it never happened.

That's how we both got committed to this enormous delusion—because that's what it is, an enormous, obscene delusion—this idea that people have to resign from real life and 'settle down' when they have families.

It's the great sentimental lie of the suburbs, and I've been making you subscribe to it all this time.

The movies were wonderful because they took you out of yourself, and at the same time they gave you a sense of being whole. Things of the world might serve to remind you at every turn that your life was snarled and perilously incomplete, that terror would never be far from possession of your heart, but those perceptions would nearly always vanish, if only for a little while, in the cool and nicely scented darkness of any movie house, anywhere.

the shelves on shelves of unread or half-read or read-and-forgotten books that had always been supposed to make such a difference and never had; the loathsome, gloating maw of the television set;

All right," her voice said bleakly. "All right, suppose all this is true. Suppose I'm acting out a compulsive behavior pattern, or whatever they call it. So what? I still can't help what I feel, can I?

Remember what Anatole France said about the dog masturbating on your leg--'Sure, it's honest, but who needs it?

E' stato così che noi due abbiamo accettato quest'enorme illusione, perché di questo si tratta: un'enorme, oscena illusione: l'idea che, una volta messa su famiglia, la gente debba rinunciare alla vita reale e "sistemarsi".E' la grande menzogna sentimentalistica piccolo borghese. la menzogna che ti ho obbligato ad accettare per tutto questo tempo.

the shelves on shelves of unread or half-read or read-and-forgotten books that had always been supposed to make such a difference and never had

No one forgets the truth; they just get better at lying.

You're painfully alive in a drugged and dying culture.

You want to play house, you got to have a job. You want to play very nice house, very sweet house, then you got to have a job you don't like. Great. This is the way ninety-eight-point-nine per cent of the people work things out, so believe me, buddy, you've got nothing to apologize for.

Sometimes you wake up from a dream. Sometimes you wake up in a dream. And sometimes, every once in a while, you wake up in someone else's dream.

Love is rarely flawless," Carter pointed out. "Humans delude themselves by thinking it has to be. It is the imperfection that makes love perfect.

Did you know that it's a lot harder to put organs back in the body than it is to get them out?

How do you prove we exist? Maybe we don't.

This isn't a Christmas special! This is my life. In the real world, miracles and goodness just don't happen.

None of it seems real. Who knows? Maybe it isn't. Maybe it's actually happening to someone else. Maybe it's something I imagined. Maybe soon I'm going to wake up and find everything fixed with Lissa and Dimitri. We'll all be together, and he'll be there to smile and hold me and tell me everything 's going to be okay. Maybe all of this really has been a dream. But I don't think so.