Quotes About Reality

How shabby the truth can become when one articulates it.

I felt it, it excited me, and then it struck like a wave against the barrier reef—I knew she did not mean me at all; she meant someone else, some figure of her fantasy, Rolf or Rudolf; and perhaps she did not mean them either, perhaps they were just names thrown up from dark, subterranean streams, without roots or connections.

You can deceive yourself with truth too. That's an even more dangerous dream.

Via?a este un vis... realitatea este cenu?ie ?i goal?...

We have lost all sense of other considerations, because they are artificial. Only the facts are real and important to us. And good boots are scarce.

Nije obmanjivala sebe životom i znala je da se mora hvatati za njega da bi se bar malo ugrabilo od onog što se naziva sre?om... Sre?a je nešto najnesigurnije na svetu, kao premija na lutriji.

Najzad, sasvim je dobro što imaju svoje važne sitnice koje ?uvaju i brane. Biti sam, zaista bez ikakve iluzije, to dolazi neposredno pred ludilo ili samoubistvo.

Oricât de mult s-ar avânta fericirea noastr? spre stele È™i soare , cu oricât? beautitudine ne-am în?lÈ›a mâinele, la un moment dat fericirea È™i visul se destram? sfârÈ™itul fiind mereu acelaÈ™i:deplângem ceea ce am pierdut.

Un kas mums Ä«stenÄ«b? pieder? Kam tik daudz uz­traukties par liet?m, kuras lab?kaj? gadÄ«jum? dotas mums tikai uz zin?mu laiku; un kam tik daudz pr?tot par to, kuram m??otais cilvÄ"ks vair?k vai maz?k piederÄ"jis, ja iluzorais v?rds "piederÄ"t" nenozÄ«mÄ" neko vair?k k? — apskaut tukÅ¡u gaisu?

Die Schwierigkeit mit dem Krieg ist, dass die Leute, die ihn wollen, nicht erwarten, in ihm zu sterben. Und die Schwierigkeit mit unserer Erinnerung ist, dass sie vergisst und verändert und verfälscht, um zu überleben. Sie macht den Tod zu einem Abenteuer, wenn der Tod dich verfehlt. Aber der Tod ist kein Abenteuer: Töten ist der Sinn des Krieges, - nicht Überleben.

Üçümüz de ayn? ÅŸeyi düÅŸünüyoruz: Franz Kemmerich buradan saÄŸ ç?ksa bile tek bacakl? kalaca??na göre bu çizmeler ne iÅŸe yarar?

Stvarnost budi zelje, ali nikad ne moze da ih zadovolji. Ljubav pocinje u covjeku, ali se nikad ne svrsava u njemu. Cak i kad je sve tu: i covjek, i ljubav i sreca i zivot, jos uvijek je sve to, po nekom strasnom udesu, suvise malo, i sto vece izgleda, sve manje biva.

A man cannot realize that above such shattered bodies there are still human faces in which life goes its daily round. And this is only one hospital, one single station; there are hundreds of thousands in Germany, hundreds of thousands in France, hundreds of thousands in Russia. How senseless is everything that can ever be written, done, or thought, when such things are possible.

Vis gal?jai tik?tis, kad tav?s nepasteb?s arba palaikys mirusiu - papras?iausias gamtos d?snis, žinomas kiekvienam vabalui.

When night falls people become as lonely as snowflakes floating down from a gray city sky. Now and again we fall past a streetlamp and are visible, a brief moment apart, REAL-- we can be seen. We exist. Then we vanish into the gray darkness and the earth draws us to it.

La réalité n'a pas de solution, Anastasie.

It amused him that women as a class were so wonderfully vulnerable, as if they believed that the codes of conduct that applied in their safe little hometowns, like Alva, Clinton, and Percy, might actually still apply once they had left behind their dusty, kerosene-scented parlors and set out on their own.

Dodd could not grasp how these things could be occurring in the Germany he had known and loved as a young scholar in Leipzig.

Facts are better than dreams.

However strange or macabre some of the following incidents may seem, this is not a work of fiction.

Clinton Foley is living?" "Of course he's living. He's living next door

When you look like your passport photo, it's time to go home.

The world of human aspiration is largely fictitious and if we do not understand this we understand nothing about man.

Man] literally drives himself into a blind obliviousness with social games, psychological tricks, personal preoccupations so far removed from the reality of his situation that they are forms of madness, but madness all the same.