Quotes About Reality

I found it very difficult to feel easy around the guy, even once I'd got used to the shock of his presence. It's a strange feeling...the first time you meet him your brain wants to scream, blow a fuse and shut itself down immediately, refusing to accept that he exists. This lasts for a couple of minutes, at which time he's still there and hasn't gone away, and in the end you just accept him because he's standing there and talking to you and after a while it almost seems normal. Almost.

Fiction and fact: only madmen and magistrates cannot discriminate between them.

It doesn't matter how "successful" each of us is in life. We're all doomed to die. Why can't anyone else see that?

All it takes is one bad day to reduce the sanest man alive to lunacy.

In my opinion, the existence of life is a highly overrated phenomenon.

He'd been wrong to tell the freaked-out teenager that it would all get better, because actually it didn't. It just faded to a deep held chord, a pedal-organ drone behind the normal noise of life, a thing that you forgot about and thought you'd put away forever, but it was still there. It was still here. He

The one place in which Gods and demons inarguably exist is in the human mind where they are real in all their grandeur and monstrosity.

A lét véletlenszer?. Nincs benne szabály, csak amit mi képzelünk bele, ha sokáig nézzük. Nincs értelme, csak amit mi aggatunk rá. Ezt a vitorla nélküli világot nem homályos metafizikai erÅ'k szabják. Nem isten öli meg a gyerekeket. Nem a sors darabolja fel Å'ket, és nem a végzet veti a kutyák elé. Hanem mi. Csak mi.

There is a place called reality. It is a place where people use doors instead of windows. Where, when you click, a sound is made, not a flame. Where a shadow is a think created by the sun, not a weapon. Where your reflection stays in the mirror, and where skeletons don't walk and talk. But you can escape this place. You just have to have one thing: Imagination

Then I was working in a store in Newark, New Jersey, and I saw an actor in person, and I got so excited. My whole day changed. That's when I decided to challenge myself to make my dreams become a reality.

Death is its own best friend, and our dreams know it.

the mantra of 'you can be anything' creates more pain than pleasure.

Schopenhauer wrote, 'Every man takes the limits of his own field of vision for the limits of the world.

It is hard to think about your past without tidying it up into a kind of story: one in which you are cast as the hero or victim. Invariably we ignore the regular dice-rolls of chance or random luck; successful high-flyers are typically prone to ignoring the interplay of blind fortune when they credit their career trajectories to their canny business sense or brute self-belief. We tell the story we want to tell, and we live out those stories every day.

There is nothing either good or bad, but thinking makes it so.' Later, in the nineteenth century

We mistake the horizon we see for the parameters of the world.

Some people might think I could play Russian Roulette safely with a blank bullet. Our armourer took us outside to demonstrate the damage a blank causes at close range.

Derren Victor Brown

In magic, anyone with a shop-bought trick deck is a magician, and if people arent fooled they usually pretend to be, and they are understandably likely to mistake being fooled as a sign of being in the presence of an excellent magician.

To see things as they really are, you must imagine them for what they might be.

I had broken the most basic commandment of our culture: Thou shalt pretend there is nothing wrong.

In order for us to maintain our way of living, we must tell lies to each other, and especially to ourselves. It's not necessary that the lies be particularly believable, but merely that they be erected as barriers to truth. These barriers to truth are necessary because without them many deplorable acts would become impossibilities. Truth must at all costs be avoided.

It's never possible to know for certain the "true" source of any given interpretation, the dividing line between our association (i.e., projection) and reality. The question quickly becomes, What is real? It is always possible to consciously or unconsciously "see" almost anything we want. I can look at the ceiling and see an image of the Virgin Mary, or I can look at the ceiling and see that the spackler did a damn good job.

Green cars could be made of pure refined nonsense and fueled by bright green hot air combined with the broken and destroyed dreams of every nonhuman on earth, and they'd still be destructive.