Quotes About Reality

This is how your beliefs originate: they are fixed, unchanging ways of looking at a reality that is not fixed and unchanging at all, but constantly moving and changing. So, it is no longer the real world that you interact with and love, but a world created by your head. It is only when you drop your beliefs, fears, and the attachments that breed them that you will be freed from the insensitivity that makes you so deaf and blind to yourself and the world.

You are never in love with anyone. You're only in love with your prejudiced and hopeful idea of that person.

Comprende tu oscuridad, y ésta se desvanecerá; entonces sabrás lo que es la luz. Comprende tu pesadilla como tal pesadilla, y ésta cesará; entonces despertarás a la realidad. Comprende tus falsas creencias, y éstas perderán fuerza; entonces conocerás el sabor de la felicidad.

The things that look fixed in the world, child—mountains, wealth, empires—their permanence is only an illusion. We believe they will last, but that is only because of the brevity of our own lives. From the perspective of God, cities like this come and go like anthills.

The world as it is is enough.

Some stories," she says, "can be both false and true at the same time.

Cuando perdí la vista, Werner, la gente me decía que era valiente. Cuando mi padre se marchó, la gente me dijo que era valiente. Pero no se trata de valentía, es que no tengo otra opción. Me despierto y vivo mi vida, ¿acaso no haces tú lo mismo?

The straining of dreams against the fabric of reality. Growing up meant burying possibilities, one after another.

They just say words, and what are words but sounds these men shape out of breath, weightless vapors they send into the air of the kitchen to dissipate and die.

Each story Werner hears contains its own flaws and contradictions, as though the truth is a machine whose gears are not meshing.

and you assume it will be similar enough to the previous one—that you will be safe, that your family will be alive, that you will be together, that life will remain mostly as it was. Then a moment arrives and everything changes.

But curses are not real. Earth is all magma and continental crust and ocean. Gravity and time. Isn't it?

DeschideÈ›i ochii È™i vedeÈ›i cu ei tot ce puteÈ›i înainte s? se închid? pe vecie .

To a certain extent, time was malleable, what he did did matter. Grace was proof of that. Naaliyah was alive.

It doesn't hurt, she explains. And there is no darkness, not the kind they imagine. Everything is composed of webs and lattices and upheavals of sound and texture.

Nearly every species that has ever lived has gone extinct, Laurette. No reason to think we humans will be any different!" Dr. Geffard pronounces

suave y con acento. «Niños, el cerebro está envuelto por una oscuridad total —dice la voz—. Flota en un líquido transparente en el interior del cráneo y jamás recibe luz. Pero a pesar de eso el mundo que construye en nuestra mente está lleno de luz, rebosante de colores y de movimiento. ¿Cómo puede ser que el cerebro, que jamás conoce una chispa de luz, construya en nuestro interior un

Sie denkt: Sie sagen einfach nur Worte und was sind Worte anderes als Geräusche, die diese Männer aus Atem formen, gewichtslose Dämpfe, die sie in die Küchenluft schicken, wo sie sich auflösen und sterben.

Beneath your world of skies and faces and buildings exists a rawer and older world, a place where surface planes disintegrate and sounds ribbon in shoals through the air.

And the tale I have to tell is so ludicrous, so incredible, that you'll never believe a word of it, and yet' – she taps the end of his nose – 'it's true.

Or maybe the stone was never real at all. Maybe it was all hoax, all story.

She thinks: They just say words, and what are words but sounds these men shape out of breath, weightless vapors they send into the air of the kitchen to dissipate and die.

Ce n'est pas la réalite.

The things that look fixed in the world, child - mountains, wealth, empires - their permanence is only an illusion. We believe they will last, but that is only because of the brevity of our own lives.