Quotes About Reality

If we start close to home, we open ourselves out. I will try to show how, in making sense of things that happen, we also draw on histories of thought and activism that precede us. Throughout I thus reflect on how feminism itself can be understood as an affective inheritance; how our own struggles to make sense of realities that are difficult to grasp become part of a wider struggle, a struggle to be, to make sense of being.

Besides, I told him, as Hemingway once wrote about good stories, "They are truer than if they had really happened.

that other people have told you and living one that's based on a lie you've told yourself.

I never met an addict who came from a nice home . I've met addicts that came from families that had money and nice houses. But never from a nice home.

It doesn't matter what people want to hear. It doesn't matter if people like you. It doesn't matter if the whole world thinks you're crazy. It doesn't matter whose heart you break. What matters is the truth.

Because this, for better or worse, is exactly where the truth lies--at the intersection of the forgotten and the ignored, in the neighborhood of all we have tried to forget.

People thought money would make them happy. But money was the consolation prize in life. Money was what you had left to dream for when all the other dreams died. Money was what would keep you going when nothing else could delight you again.

He stares at me, and then leans back in his chair. He's ill, Jacob. I say nothing. He's a paragon schnitzophonic. He's what?! Paragon schnitzophonic, repeats Uncle Al. You mean paranoid schizophrenic? Sure. Whatever. But the bottom line is he's mad as a hatter...

The monster—if there was one—never revealed itself to me again. But what I had learned over the past year was that monsters abound, usually in plain sight.

It seems there's nothing so good or pure it can't be taken without a moment's notice. And then in the end, it all gets taken anyway.

Sometimes when you get older—and I'm not talking about you, I'm talking generally, because everyone ages differently—things you think on and wish on start to seem real. And then you believe them, and before you know it they're a part of your history, and if someone challenges you on them and says they're not true—why, then you get offended.

no matter how hard you try you will never be perfect so just except it.

The whole thing's illusion, Jacob, and there's nothing wrong with that. It's what people want from us. It's what they expect.

It was full of luxurious trappings and shiny baubles, and that had blinded me to the fact that nothing about it was real.

Its not bragging if its true.

She's improving every day." Considering we've just left Lara having to be given something "to calm her down" because she was crying her eyes out, I have to wonder if my mother is living in some kind of alternative reality.

I had no illusions about love anymore. It came, it went, it left casualties or it didn't. People weren't meant to be together forever, regardless of what the songs say.

So maybe it wasn't the fairy tale. But those stories weren't real anyway. Mine were.

Because the truth sometimes hurts, I said. Yeah, he said. So do lies, though.

But sometimes you lose. Nothing you can do but admit it. -Eli

It's still a memory worth having, even if it's not exactly what you imagined.

I couldn't tell her. I couldn't tell anyone. As long as I didn't say it aloud, it wasn't real.

It was unrealistic to expect to be constantly in the happiest place. In real life, you're lucky just to be always somewhere nearby.

The truth was, there was no way everything could be the Best. Sometimes, when it came to events and people, it had to be okay to just be .