Quotes About Reality

Since the appearance of Christ, ethics can be concerned with only one thing: to partake in the reality of the fulfilled will of God.

Without God, all seeing and perceiving of things and laws become abstraction, a separation from both origin and goal.

The existence of any Christian communal life essentially depends on whether or not it succeeds at the right time in promoting the ability to distinguish between a human ideal and God's reality, between spiritual and emotional community.

Christliche Bruderschaft ist nicht ein Ideal, das wir zu verwirklichen hätten, sondern es ist eine von Gott in Christus geschaffene Wirklichkeit, an der wir teilhaben dürfen:

Falsehood' is the destruction of, and hostility to, reality as it is in God; anyone who tells the truth cynically is lying.

An individual's reality model can be right or wrong, complete or incomplete. As a rule it will be both incomplete and wrong...

the Liturgy is accomplished faith, lived faith. It plunges us into the full reality of the truth of faith; it creates the spiritual space in which the world of faith or, more correctly, the world disclosed by faith penetrates every pore of our being, in which we breathe the supernatural air; it brings us to the ultimate reality which, in the holy Sacrifice of the Mass and in the sacraments, we even touch ontologically.

Que Cristo nos ama es el gran secreto, el secreto más íntimo de cada alma. Es la realidad más inconcebible; es una realidad que cambiaría completamente la vida de cualquiera que se diera cuenta de ello plenamente. Pero para darse cuenta de ello no basta un mero conocimiento teórico, sino una vivencia de este amor similar a la que se tiene del amor de la persona amada. (p. 16)

Reality had settled in, and they're both still waiting to recover.

The imagined memories had to have as much weight as the real, or we had to at least pretend they did to such a degree that they just very well might have. And so I never questioned Angela about that particular story, or about all the troubling things that it pointed to, content to believe that at least in this version things worked for her better than they did in the one I never heard.

Don't worry', he said. I almost laughed when he said that. Don't worry. It's only the people whove never had to worry about shit in their lives who say that.

Perhaps she thought, this was the way everything in America actually was- all smoke and mirrors, with only illusions of grandeur.

Ona "Dikkat et Giovanni Drogo!" diyecek hiç kimse yoktu.GençliÄŸinin solmaya baÅŸlam?? olmas?na raÄŸmen ,inatç? bir yan?lsama sonucu ,yaÅŸam bitmek bilmezmiÅŸ gibi görünüyordu gözüne.Ama Drogo,zaman?n ne olduÄŸundan habersizdi.Önünde tanr?lar gibi,yüzlerce gençlik y?l? olsa dahi,ona düÅŸen pay hep küçücük olacakt?.

S'illude, Drogo, di una grandiosa rivincita a lunga scadenza, crede di avere ancora un'immensità di tempo disponibile, rinuncia così alla minuta lotta per la vita quotidiana.

Mais Drogo ignorait ce qu'était le temps.

Et l'angoisse obscure des heures qui passent a beau se faire chaque jour plus grande, Drogo s'obstine dans l'illusion que ce qui est important n'est pas encore commencé.

Che triste sbaglio, pensò Drogo, forse tutto è così, crediamo che attorno ci siano creature simili a noi e invece non c'è che gelo, pietre che parlano una lingua straniera, stiamo per salutare l'amico ma il braccio ricade inerte, il sorriso si spegne, perché ci accorgiamo di essere completamente soli. [Il deserto dei Tartari]

ama insan hayatta her istedi?ini elde edemez ki, mant?kl? olmak gerek...

bir daha geri gelmemek üzere yitip gitmiÅŸ bir mutluluÄŸu olduÄŸu gibi koruyabileceÄŸine, zaman ak???n? durdurabileceÄŸine, her ÅŸeyin eskisi gibi olabileceÄŸine inan?yordu.

Quella mattina si affacciò dirigendo gli sguardi al triangolo visibile di deserto e credette di essere morto. Non pensò che potesse essere un sogno. Nel sogno c'è sempre qualcosa di assurdo e confuso, non ci si libera mai dalla vaga sensazione ch'è tutto falso, che un bel momento ci si dovrà svegliare.

What a terrible mistake, thought Drogo, perhaps everything is like that — we think there are beings like ourselves around us and instead there is nothing but ice and stones speaking a strange language; we are on the point of greeting a friend but our arm falls inert, the smile dies away because we are completely alone.

Nel sogno c'è sempre qualcosa di assurdo e confuso, non ci si libera mai della vaga sensazione ch'è tutto falso, che un bel momento ci si dovrà svegliare.

Most men are within a finger's breadth of being mad.

Life is not quite so simple as the uninformed would like to believe.