Quotes About Reality

this feeling of alive is not so easy to experience. Even although life is a thing that seems to have some kind of weight and shape, this is only an illusion. Our feeling of alive has no real edge or boundary.

if the washroom was unreal, then none of what he remembered from that afternoon in the washroom could be real, either.

shift your realities and widen your world, but the work of waking up is up to you. It's good to hear your voice again. Good to have you back, and you're just in time, because there's more to do before we're done. Endings are difficult, and we need your help. Are you ready?

The past is weird. I mean, does it really exist? It feels like it exists, but where is it? And if it did exist but doesn't know, then where did it go?

But in the time it takes to say now, now is already over. It's already then. Then is the opposite of now. So saying now obliterates it's meaning, turning it into exactly what it isn't.

And so, yes. The Tidy Magic that Cory read was different from the Tidy Magic that Annabelle read, and different, too, from the book that Aikon thought she wrote and her critics on Twitter condemned—and yet all these books were accurate, complete and perfect, just as they are.

God is a story," he said. "I believe in stories, and God knows this. Stories are real, my boy. They matter. If you lose your belief in your story, you vill lose yourself.

Ze truth about stories is that is all we are.' A famous Cherokee writer named Thomas King once said this. We are ze stories we tell ourselves, Benny-boy. We meck ourselves up. We meck each other up, too.

I've always thought time was a little iffy, myself.

And without an external observer, do we all just exist in an array of all possible states at once?

Every person is trapped in their own particular bubble of delusion, and it's every person's task in life to break free. Books can help. We can make the past into the present, take you back in time and help you remember. We can show you things, shift your realities and widen your world, but the work of waking up is up to you.

It's funny that the question Aikon asked herself - What is real? - is the same one as mine. It's like she knew somehow, or maybe everyone just has the same question?

chasing a lie smaller than her dreams.... from: Save Me the Plums

The more stars in your itinerary, the less likely you are to find the real life of another country.

Everything here is true, but it might not be entirely factual.

I know someone said that even a really bad liar tells more truth than lies, but you still can't tell what are lies and what truth, can you?

I thought if I were beautiful enough, all my dreams would come true. But you don't steady beautiful forever; one day you wake up and it's gone, and then where are you? Dreams are made with blood and sweat and tears.

Najgori mogu?i scenario uvek se oblikuje iza zavese, gde niko ne može da ga otkrije niti da ga primeti, i onda jednog dana, bum, to postaje tvoja stvarnost. A kada jednom postane stvarnost, prekasno je da se bilo šta uradi.

They don't realize that they've changed; they think it's the world that changed.

That was with me for years—feeling I wasn't myself. And I do think I wasn't my real self then. Of course, I'm not sure there is such a thing as a real self. You could ransack your innards looking for the real you and never find it—slice yourself open and all you'll find is blood and muscle and bone. . . .

Sólo cuando de verdad veías las palabras desaparecer, te dabas cuenta de lo secas y muertas que estaban, como hojas marchitas o dinero viejo y desechado.

But with time I came to understand that seeing a rubbery as a humiliation and an affront is an exmotional luxury.

Life, they say, comes down to a few concrete things: A shovel. Payday. A movie. Wine. What else? Is everything else an aroma diffused on the air? It is, because you can smell it, but how can you grasp it?

El mundo contempla el gran espectáculo de lucha y muerte, cosas que le resultan difíciles de imaginar porque la imagen de la guerra es intransferible. No se puede transmitir ni con la pluma ni con la voz ni con la cámara. La guerra es una realidad solo para aquellos que están apresados en su interior, sangriento, sucio y repugnante. Para otros no es sino una página en un libro o unas imágenes en una pantalla; nada más.