Quotes About Reality

I began to perceive how relative and instrumental truth could be.

When you live entirely among madmen, it is difficult to know how sane you are.

There are no beautiful clocks. Everything to do with time is hideous.

It is amazing how full a life a man can lead without for one moment being alive at all, except sometimes when sleeping.

Things only exist as long as you see them. And we are all of us nothing but the sum of our moods.

It is almost as if the nearer one approaches to a thing, the less it proves to be there, to exist at all.

Dreams, Mrs. Sawyer, are misleading, because they make life seem real. When it loses the support of dreams, life dissolves.

One of my deep thoughts was that it is not so much particular disasters that make people cry, but something always there in life itself, something that a light falls on when we are trying to enjoy ourselves

The logic of the language of poetry brings Amos to glimpse for a moment a new order of reality. Strictly speaking, this is not yet eschatology as it would be developed seven or eight centuries after Amos, but the imagination in prophetic poetry of restored national existence without want or pain or danger is an important way station to explicit doctrines of a radically new era that will replace earthly life as we know it.

Happy endings are absolutely ludicrous, they're not true at all. We see the guy carry the girl across the threshold and everybody lives happily ever after -- that's bullshit. Three weeks later he's beating her up and she's suing for divorce and he's got cancer.

Whether your beliefs are true or totally insane, if you accept them, then that's what your life will be about.

All our experiences have led us to believe certain things about ourselves. Whether these beliefs are true or not really doesn't matter because if we accept them as true, then they are true for us.

Right thinking comes from being aware of the truth or the reality of any situation.

Most people live in a myth and grow violently angry if anyone dares to tell them the truth about themselves.

In conclusion, there is no conclusion. Things will go on as they always have, getting weirder all the time.

Is," "is," "is"—the idiocy of the word haunts me. If it were abolished, human thought might begin to make sense. I don't know what anything "is"; I only know how it seems to me at this moment.

Human beings live in their myths. They only endure their realities.

Reality is what you can get away with.

Art is an adventure. When it ceases to be an adventure, it ceases to be art. Not all of us pursue the inaccessible landscapes of the twelve-tone scale, just as not all of us strive for inaccessible mountain-tops, or glory in storms at sea. But the human incidence is there. Could it be that these two impractical pursuits — of beauty and of adventure's embrace — are simply two differing profiles of the same uniquely human reality?

Always remember; wherever you go; there you are!

As Daniel Patrick Moynihan once said, everyone is entitled to their own opinions but not their own facts. He might have added that everyone is entitled to their own interpretations but not their own logic. When we accept lies as facts, or illogic as logic, we lose the shared reality necessary to tackle our common problems. We become powerless.

Carl Friedrich captured the distinction in 1935: "To be an American is an ideal, while to be a Frenchman is a fact.

the main purpose of speech is to direct listeners' attention to a selected sector of reality. Once that is accomplished, the listeners' existing associations to the now-spotlighted sector will take over to determine the reaction. For

The way to love anything is to realize that it might be lost. —G. K. CHESTERTON T