Quotes About Reality

I live in the world I choose with my thoughts.

No hay ningún mundo aparte de lo que deseas, y en eso radica, en última instancia, tu liberación. Cambia de mentalidad con respecto a lo que quieres ver, y el mundo cambiará a su vez.

Your thoughts do not create reality. They either recognize reality or they do not.

Honesty: When your outer expression matches your inner belief. Truth: When your inner belief matches reality.

The time it will take to finish a programming project is twice as long as the time you've allotted for it.

Back to Jak— Why does everyone always want to go back to Jakku? There's nothing there! Sand and junk and rocks and sand and quicksand and sand—I don't get it!

My mommy always said there were no such things as monsters. No real ones. But there are.

Crazy thing is, it's all real. The Jedi, the Force—it's true. All true.

Facts can be most persuasive.

Unlike in simulations, reality bled.

The point is that if the knowledge that provides the categories we use to describe our observations is defective, the observation statements that presuppose those categories are similarly defective.

Diplomats tell lies to journalists and then believe what they read.

Start seeing the world for what it really is—dirty, rough, tragic, and beautiful. It is truly a wonderful mess.

If we are not careful, then, the culture rather than God actually gets to define reality.

Consider a world in which cause and effect are erratic. Sometimes the first precedes the second, and sometimes the second the first. Or perhaps cause lies forever in the past effect in the future, but future and past are intertwined.

In a world of shifting past, these memories are wheat in wind, fleet in dreams, shapes in clouds. Events, once happened, lose reality, alter with a glance, a storm, a night. In time, the past never happened.

I wonder about this emptiness," he said. "It would seem not to have any existence independent of our perception of it. An interesting substance. One could think it pleasant or unpleasant, strong or weak, and that would in fact be its reality.

In this acausal world, scientists are helpless. Their predictions become postdictions. Their equations become justifications, their logic, illogic. Scientists turn reckless and mutter like gamblers who cannot stop betting. Scientists are buffoons, not because they're rational but because the cosmos is irrational. Or perhaps it is not because the cosmos is irrational because they are rational. Who can say which, in an acausal world?

In our churches and synagogues and mosques, we pray to the everlasting and eternal. Yet, in every nook and cranny, nature screams at the top of her lungs that nothing lasts, that it is all passing away.

In fact, this is a world without future. In this world, time is a line that terminates at the present, both in reality and in the mind. In this world, no person can imagine the future.

But what is the past? Could it be, the firmness of the past is just illusion? Could the past be a kaleidoscope, a pattern of images shift with each disturbance of a sudden breeze, a laugh, a thought? And if the shift is everywhere, how would we know?

His dreams have taken hold of his research. His dreams have worn him out, exhausted him so that he sometimes cannot tell whether he is awake or asleep.

Once you realize what a joke everything is, being the Comedian is the only thing that makes sense.

There is no future. There is no past. Do you see? Time is simultaneous, an intricately structured jewel that humans insist on viewing one edge at a time, when the whole design is visible in every facet.