Quotes About Reality

If you believed in something strongly and give it enough credence, it could appear right in front of you. Though it had been created in your mind, it would claim a presence in the real world, a monster at your door, a demon pulling at your coat sleeve.

I did my best to pretend it wasn't so. ... I didn't have time to be ill. Now I know you can't run away by ignoring the truth. Truth follows you; it comes in through open windows and drifts under doors.

What people called the truth seemed worthless to her; what was it but a furtive, bruised story to convince yourself life was worth living.

He is gone and all we have is this world, here and now.

odds don't matter. The natural world defies statistics.

Love wasn't rational; there was no proof that it even existed outside of people's imaginings.

The truth frightens people because it isn't stable. It shifts every day. If you'd prefer to remain in the dark, I would understand.

She wondered if dreamers knew they were in a dream while it was happening, or if they had no idea that everything around them was purely imagined until the dream had gone.

Don't think this won't happen to you,' she hissed at all the pretty young girls passing by. 'Youth is fleeting. It's nothing but a dream. I'm where you're going. I'm what you'll be.

Some things aren't destined to be no matter how you might want them.

They've become sleepwalkers, wandering through their own nightmares, each avoiding the others for fear that a word, a conversation, a kiss will make them realize they aren't dreaming.

Writing itself was a magical act in which imagination altered reality and gave form to power. To

He had appeared beside her because she had wanted him to. She had called him to her, and was calling him still. Even when she fell asleep, she dreamed of water, as if the world were topsy-turvy and everything she cared about had been lost in the deep. She plunged through the green waves with her eyes wide open, searching for the world as she'd known it, but that world no longer existed; everything that had once been solid was liquid now, and the birds swam alongside the fish.

She could even forget that she had once been considered the girl most likely to become somebody, when she'd turned out to be nobody in particular.

If you believed in something strongly and gave it enough credence, it could appear right in front of you. Though it had been created in your mind, it would claim a presence in the real world, a monster at your door, a demon pulling at your coat sleeve.

You think terrible things can't happen because they've never happened to you, but they're out there, all the time, every day. They happen to someone.

When men were interested, they had a faraway look, as if they were trying to figure out their attraction. Was it a dream, or was it real? Did they want a woman, body and soul, or was it only the body that appealed to them? Sometimes it took them a while to figure it out, sometimes only minutes.

It was easy to lie to people who still believed in the truth. Only days afterward, each person who had filled out this list was deported to a death camp.

Some things, however, are true no matter how hard you might try to block them out and a lie is always a lie no matter how prettily told.

To hell with human beings. I'd always felt safer with stories than with flesh and blood.

I was walking through a dream rather than living my life. I had become someone else, but who was that someone?

Eddie had come to understand that what a man saw and what actually existed in the natural world often were contradictory. The human eye was not capable of true sight, for it was constrained by its own humanness, clouded by regret, and opinion, and faith.

Did you not think this was what the world was like? the Man from the Valley said to me.

I could tell people anything I wanted to and whatever I told them, that would be the truth as far as they were concerned. Whoever I said I was, well, then that's who I'd be.