Quotes About Reality

Living and ceasing to live are imaginary solutions; existence is elsewhere.

Past and future monopolize the poet's sensory and intellectual faculties, detached from the immediate spectacle. These two philtres become utterly clear the moment one stops being hypnotized by the cloudy precipitate constituted by the world of today.

Dat's what they say of this cauntry back home, Kath: 'America, the land of milk and honey.' Bot they never tell you the milk's gone sour and the honey's stolen.

Într-adev?r, toÈ›i oamenii luau lumea în serios, convinÈ™i de realitatea ei. ?i numai el È™tia cât de puÈ›in ajunge pentru a face universul lor de nerecunoscut.

TotuÈ™i, asta e viaÈ›a: ceea ce ne dorim din tot sufletul se întâmpl? adesea sub forma de care ne temem cel mai mult.

But then why, when talking on the phone, did they quarrel, on average at least once every four sentences? Maybe, though the inspector, it was an effect of the distance between them becoming less and less tolerable with each passing day, since as we grow old - for every now and then one must, yes, look reality in the eye and call things by their proper names - we feel more keenly the need to have the person we love beside us.

Pensiamo di essere i padroni delle nostre vite, e non è vero. Le uniche cose che possiamo controllare sono marginali, rispetto al resto.

But if I can keep my mind on these pages I don't have to care. I can make this all just go away. Poof. I can stay in this book and then this book gets to be real and everything else gets to be fake and who cares anyway.

When you're playing a romantic version of a real person, you're playing a version of the truth.

Things look different in real life. In real life only food and energy count. Did you know that the world reserves of wheat, rice, and other grains are at their lowest level in twenty years?

Your problem, Nagrant,' he declared, 'is that your education was unconnected with the practical reality of life. You grew up believing that rules are more important than all the facts you could ever uncover, and that the slightest disobedience is deadly.

Every one of us has the ability to dream, Fewer can turn dreams into reality.

Every one of us has the ability to dream, fewer can turn dreams into reality Andreas Simic

To seek perfection is to seek insanity, for even nature knows no such thing exists. To pursue it is an exercise in a lasting sense of failure with little reward at the end of the day.

With the sound of gusting wind in the branches of the language trees of Babel, the words gave way like leaves, and every reader glimpsed another reality hidden in the foilage.

The fact is we all know that there exists in the world an order different from that in which we pass our days. If we reveal its existence people think that we are crazy.

The lack of understanding by the Germans, but not only the Germans, for Anglo-Saxon traditions and American reality is an old story. —Hannah Arendt

Poetry is an awareness of the world, a particular way of relating to reality.

In a certain sense the past is far more real, or at any rate more stable, more resilient than the present. The present slips and vanishes like sand between the fingers, acquiring material weight, only in its recollection.

The director's task is to recreate life, its movement, its contradictions, its dynamic and conflicts. It is his duty to reveal every iota of the truth he has seen, even if not everyone finds that truth acceptable. Of course an artist can lose his way, but even his mistakes are interesting provided they are sincere. For they represent the reality of his inner life, of the peregrinations and struggle into which the external world has thrown him.

Perhaps the most tragic thing about mankind is that we are all dreaming about some magical garden over the horizon, instead of enjoying the roses that are right outside today.

Real life is so…messy.

Our relationship to reality and to our experience is all based upon the ideas in our mind that we're always trying to live up to.

The first impression is the truth, and all that follows is merely the excuse of memory.