Quotes About Reality

Gustavo Solivellas dice: No creo en la muerte porque uno no está presente para saber que, en efecto, ha ocurrido (Andy Warhol)

that's when I realized that Bianca doesn't really take drugs - just a few poppers and maybe some coke once in a while but otherwise she's not on drugs, she's normal.

Sometimes, we do ourselves a disservice to yearn for what we've lost. For if we try to find it again, we might discover faults and blemishes memory has been kind enough to erase.

Women who accuse men, particularly powerful men, of harassment are often confronted with the reality of the men's sense that they are more important than women, as a group.

And as she watches, she discovers that a dream creates a nonexistent intimacy, that one feels, all the next day after the dream, as though certain words have been said or actions taken which have not. So that the object of the dream feels familiar, when, in fact, no familiarity exists at all.

And this all causes her to wonder at the disparity between the silk dresses and the natural postures of the body, and to think: How far, HOW FAR, we are willing to go to pretend we are not of the body at all.

You know, Honora says, you read a word like massacre and you think, I know what that means. It means the slaughter of innocent people. And then you go on. You read another fact. You read the word trial. Or conviction. But then....when it happens to you, when you live the word, you realize that the word itself means nothing. It tells you nothing at all. It doesn't begin to convey the horror, does it?

you have to look at life, feel it, face it, and deal with it.

Maybe there is more truth in how you feel than in what actually happens.

Love didn't necessarily look the way you expected it to.

Are you sure were not dead? I really fucking hope not.

People said things they didn't mean all the time. Everybody else in the world seemed able to factor it in. But not Lena. Why did she believe the things people said? Why did she cling to them so literally? Why did she think she knew people when she clearly didn't? Why did she imagine that the world didn't change, when it did? Maybe she didn't change. She believed what people said and she stayed the same. (Lena, 211)

All the things she planned to feel, the way she planned to look and seem, the appropriate things she planned to say. None of them came to pass.

Some things have to be believed to be seen. -Ralph Hodgson

Women always seemed to bring the size they wished they were to the fitting room, rather than the size that would actually fit.

The dreams weren't as pleasing when they had no chance of coming true

Thoughts were nothing. Memories were nothing. They were nothing you could touch. They took no time. You could fit them all on the point of a pin. You could bring your entire world into doubt in a span of a few seconds.

There was a satisfaction in being right and a terror in finding so much evidence that the world didn't work the way you or most other people thought it did.

She was never going to be the kind of person who didn't stick out in all directions. To want it was the same as hating herself. That was the truth. She breathed those words. She could have repeated them a hundred times and they wouldn't have hurt any worse. Reality was stubborn for sure, but it was large and it had possibilities. It was a sweet relief when you let it come.

It took the real thing to show you the size of your delusions.

Even exciting places are boring most of the time. Wars. Movie sets. Emergency rooms.

We follow our scripts like actors in a very large, very long production. And even with no audience, none of us gives a hint that it isn't real.

She wished she could swap her days for her nights, her reality for her dreams. Were you allowed to change from one side to the other?

she spent a lot of time convincing herself that what you saw, even what you felt, had an unreliable relationship to what was actually there. What was actually there was reality, regardless of whether you saw it or how you felt about it.