Quotes About Reality

Necio es quien a las visiones de los sueños concede crédito y se adentra en el camino de las quimeras. Mas todo aquel que precie de menos los sueños y en nada los tenga, procede también con poco seso. ¿Pues acaso si los sueños no hubieran de tener sentido alguno, nos habrían dotado los dioses de la capacidad de soñar?

No," the witcher agreed. "They weren't lying. They firmly believed it all. Which doesn't change the facts.

Life, it turns out, isn't poetry. Do you know why? Because it's so resistant to criticism.

Foolish indeed is he who lends credence to dreams and treads the path of delusion. Nonetheless, whoever disdains and does not believe them at all also acts unwisely. For if dreams had no import whatsoever why, then, would the Gods, in creating us, give us the ability to dream?

The sun shines differently, but it will continue to shine, and jumping at it with a hoe isn't going to do anything. We've got to accept the facts, elf. That's what we've got to learn.

You mistook the stars reflected in a pond at night for the sky.

I varje saga finns ett korn av sanning.

There may no longer be faith nor truth in the world, but surely good sense still exists.

Qué es la verdad? ¿La negación de la mentira? ¿O la afirmación de un hecho? Y si el hecho es una mentira, ¿qué es entonces la verdad? ¿Quién está lleno de sentimientos que le arrastran y quién es la cobertura vacía de un frío cráneo? ¿Quién? ¿Qué es la verdad, Geralt? ¿En qué consiste la verdad?

Attraverso la Cortina strappata passeranno allucinazioni. È una buona definizione di qualcosa che non ha una forma propria, ma la trova nel cervello di chi la osserva. Sempre che quel cervello sopporti una simile prova.

La verità è una scheggia di ghiaccio.

Nulla è come sembra.» «Un'affermazione ineccepibile. Che ci conduce inesorabilmente alla conclusione che noi, Ciri, non sappiamo nulla l'uno dell'altra. Conosciamo solo le apparenze e quelle ingannano.»

A las gente le gusta inventarse monstruos y monstruosidades, entonces parecen menos monstruosos asi mismos

So you've got the honest truth and faithful history of a world where he who shatters the skulls of others most efficiently and swells women's bellies fastest, reigns.

Du hast den Himmel mit den Sternen verwechselt, die sich nachts im Teich spiegeln.

To nie ba??, to ?ycie, Parszywe, zÅ'e, ci??kie, nie szczÄ™dzÄ…ce pomyÅ'ek, krzywd, ?alu, rozczarowaÅ" i nieszcz???, nie szczÄ™dzÄ…ce ich nikomu, ani wied?minowi, ani królowym. (...) to nie ba??, ale ?ycie, które sami musimy zapeÅ'nia? sobie momentami szcz??cia, bo na los i jego uÅ›miechy liczy?, jak wiesz, nie mo?na.

Guard against disappointments, because appearances can deceive. Things that are really as they seem are rare. And a woman is never as she seems. Dandelion, Half a Century of Poetry

People"—Geralt turned his head—"like to invent monsters and monstrosities. Then they seem less monstrous themselves.

There's a grain of truth in every fairy tale

You've mistaken the stars reflected on the surface of the lake at night for the heavens.

What is truth? The negation of lies? Or the statement of a fact? And if the fact is a lie, what then is the truth?

They weren't lying. They firmly believed it all. Which doesn't change the facts.

It is easy to kill with a bow, girl. How easy it is to release the bowstring and think, it is not I, it is the arrow. The blood of that boy is not on my hands. The arrow killed him, not I. But the arrow does not dream anything in the night.

The future is fiction. It will come, of course, we hear about it all the time, but the old wisdom knows that only what is, and what was, exists. The rest does not, because no one ever saw it or touched it.