Quotes About Reality

I padri e le madri sono tipi strani: anche se il figlio è il più orribile moccioso che si possa immaginare, sono convinti che si tratti di un bambino stupendo. Niente di male: il mondo è fatto così. Ma quando dei genitori cominciano a spiegarci che il loro orrendo pargolo è un autentico genio, viene proprio da urlare: — Presto, una bacinella! Ho una nausea tremenda!

He resembled, to an extraordinary degree, an asparagus.

I find that just a little hard to believe,' Sophie said. 'I'll bet you is also finding it hard to believe in quogwinkles

Just because we happen not to have actually seen something with our own two little winkles, we think it is not existing.

Because if something is wrong with your God, if your God is loving one second and cruel the next, if your God will punish people for all of eternity for sins committed in a few short years, no amount of clever marketing or compelling language or good music or great coffee will be able to disguise that one, true, glaring, untenable, unacceptable, awful reality.

So when we talk about God we're using language, language that employs a vast array of words and phrases and forms to describe a reality that is fundamentally beyond words and phrases and forms.

God is not a question about what may or may not be up there or above or out there— God is what we're unquestionably in.

when I'm talking about God, I'm talking about a reality known, felt, and experienced, but one that cannot be located in any specific physical space in any tangible way.

He's alive in death, but in profound torment, because he's living with the realities of not properly dying the kind of death that actually leads a person into the only kind of life that's worth living.

What this particular religious system that I was working in did was ever so subtly divide the world up into two spheres Ã¢â'¬Â¦ the spiritual, and then the rest of life. As if spiritual is a dimension of life that some people have, and some don't. As if spiritual means less real than the stuff of everyday life like money and bodies and kids and houses and jobs. As if spiritual is about another time and another place when you die and leave this place.

when people object to the idea of God, to the idea that there is more beyond our tangible, provable-with-hard-evidence observations and experiences of the world, they aren't taking the entire world into account.

Heaven, for Jesus, wasn't less real, but more real.

started to see what all those yogis and Buddhas and monks and nuns and sages and gurus across the ages were smiling about. This experience we're all having here, this event we were born into— it's profoundly, deeply, fundamentally off.

Edwards knew that the constant spending and deliberate time-wasting was taking a toll. 'I know that if I get to the end of this year I'll have no dignity left at all,' he said. 'It's all gone. I live in a big fantasy world... It's sad.' He'd often end the day drinking even more to block out the world and allow him to get to sleep.

We certainly strive for reality in terms of asking our audience to believe the motivations, reactions, and behavior of our characters, but do I know when Veronica has time to do her homework? Not really.

The daily papers talk of everything except the daily," he complained. "What's really going on, what we're experiencing, the rest, all the rest, where is it?" That's his deeper question: What about everything else?

A great artist can look at an old woman, portray her exactly as she is ... and force the viewer to see the pretty girl she used to be ... more than that, he can make anyone with the sensitivity of an armadillo see that this lovely young girl is still alive

In my defense: while I am aware that there is no Truth, no objective truth, no single truth, no truth simple or unsimple, either; no verity, eternal or otherwise; no Truth about anything, there are Facts, objective facts, discernible and verifiable. And the more facts you accumulate, the closer you come to whatever truth there is.

Johnson was insulated from reality by his hopes and dreams.

The common problem, yours and mine, everyone's/Is not to fancy what were fair in life/Provided it could be—but finding first/What may be and how to make it fair up to our means.

In reality, the primary paradigm of the Nice Guy Syndrome is nothing more than a big covert contract with life. Breaking

Climate is what you expect, weather is what you get.

Who is more real? Homer or Ulysses? Shakespeare or Hamlet? Burroughs or Tarzan?

Autobiography is usually honest but it is never truthful.