Quotes About Reality

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Siempre he creído que uno debe aceptar la vida tal como es, pero siempre y cuando no tenga remedio.

Vivimos rompiendo nuestro mundo a cada rato, si es válido decirlo.

While imagination certainly plays a role in both kinds of writing, the application of it in memoir is circumscribed by the facts, while in fiction it is circumscribed by what the reader will believe.

Sometimes "reality" is used to debunk as childish or unknowledgeable points of view that actually are holding out a more radical possibility of equality or freedom or democracy or justice.... It reminds me of parents who say, "Oh, you're gay..." or "Oh, you're trans—well, of course I accept you, but it's going to be a very hard life." Instead of saying, "This is a new world, and we are going to build it together...

El "sexo", la categoría, obliga al "sexo", la configuración social de los cuerpos, a través de lo que Wittig denomina un contrato forzoso. Así pues, la categoría de "sexo" es un nombre que esclaviza. El lenguaje "arroja manojos de realidad sobre el cuerpo social", pero estos manojos no se desechan con facilidad y añade: al formarlo y configurarlo de forma violenta.

Wake up and smell the corpses.

Childhood romances always seem so real, so enduring, when we are separated from the object of our affection. But usually, when we return, we find that our dreams and memories quiet surpassed reality. -Lady Anne, Whitney's aunt

I was a fool! Loving someone who doesn't love you is hell! Don't ever let anyone convince you that you can be happy with someone who doesn't love you.

They're going to ask what you said. And if I tell Mr. Twindell you said heaven will be like this, he'll be very disappointed. He's counting, you know, on gold streets and angels and horses with wings." "I see where that could be a problem," Ian agreed, and he tenderly laid his hand against his son's cheek. "In that case, you can tell him I said this is almost heaven.

I want you to know it was no big deal...those movies showing women screaming in labor are plain bullshit....there's nothing to it...you just push and push and finally the baby pops out...to tell you the truth I don't even rember that much about it except there was a very nice guy standing over me and every time a strong contraction started he gave me a whiff of gas...

You think everything can be magically cured with vitamins?" "Everything but us.

He who would confine his thought to present time will not understand present reality.

There is a thinking stuff from which all things are made, and which, in its original state, permeates, penetrates, and fills the interspaces of the universe. A thought in this substance produces the thing that is imaged by the thought. A person can form things in his thought, and, by impressing his thought upon formless substance, can cause the thing he thinks about to be created.

We are Thinking Substance, and thinking substance always takes the form of that which it thinks about.

un pensamiento sostenido en ella produce la forma de lo que se pensó. El pensamiento en la sustancia pensante produce formas. Un

Hay una materia pensante de la cual todas las cosas están hechas y la cual, en su estado original, impregna, penetra y llena los inter espacios del universo. Un pensamiento en esta sustancia produce la cosa imaginada por el pensamiento. Una persona puede crear cosas en su pensamiento; y al comunicar su pensamiento a la sustancia sin forma, puede causar que aquello en que ha pensado sea creado.   Se

You can plan all you want to. You can lie in your morning bed and fill whole notebooks with schemes and intentions. But within a single afternoon, within hours or minutes, everything you plan and everything you have fought to make yourself can be undone as a slug is undone when salt is poured on him. And right up to the moment when you find yourself dissolving into foam you can still believe you are doing fine.

Hope was always out ahead of fact, possibility obscured the outlines of reality.

Quiet desperation is another name for the human condition.

Human lives seldom conform to the conventions of fiction. Chekhov says that it is in the beginnings and endings of stories that we are most tempted to lie.

Nevertheless, no fictions.

Good fortune, contentment, peace, happiness have never been able to deceive me for long. I expected the worst, and I was right. So much for the dream of man.

Chaos is the law of nature; order is the dream of man.