Quotes About Clarity

I do not over-intellectualise the production process. I try to keep it simple: Tell the damned story.

Real dreams are about seeing what others miss. If you have your head in the clouds, you can see the world more clearly. Maybe this is why so many poets and visionaries die young or drink heavily—it is painful when you can see the truth up close. It can be unbearable.

If you keep things simple, and look to the end, not the problems in the way, most things turn out to be possible.

It had all dropped into place, like the last bit of the jigsaw, which you thought all along was a bit of left-hand sky, but when you turn it over you realise it's the last chunk of right-hand sea, or the sky tricksily reflected in the surface of the pond.

Mordak has the mental clarity to recognise that when it comes to running a bureaucracy, Elves can achieve a degree of blinkered ruthlessness that makes goblins look like teddy-bears.

Strange, how seldom a person knows which days of his life are tragic and which are happy

Amnesia is not knowing who one is and wanting desperately to find out. Euphoria is not knowing who one is and not caring. Ecstasy is knowing exactly who one is - and still not caring.

The trick is this: keep your eye on the ball. Even when you can't see the ball.

My desire was no less than before, you understand, but I no longer identified with the desire. Perhaps that is why taking them too seriously, we not only increase our susceptibility to disappointment, we actually create a climate inhospitable to the free and easy fulfillment of those desires.

I travel in gardens and bedrooms, basements and attics, around corners, through doorways and windows, along sidewalks, over carpets, down drainpipes, in the sky, with friends, lovers, children and heros; perceived, remembered, imagined, distorted and clarified.

Dreamily the Princess stood up. I'm not sure if I can walk, she said. Then I'll carry you. Is that what love is? I no longer know what love is. A week ago I had a lot of ideas. What love is and how to make it stay. Now that I'm in love, I haven't a clue. Now that I'm in love, I'm completely stupid on the subject.

Difficulties illuminate existence, but they must be fresh and of high quality.

every time they substitute an all-purpose, sloppy slang word for the words that would accurately describe an emotion or a situation, it lowers their reality orientations, pushes them farther from shore, out onto the foggy waters of alienation and confusion.

Is that what love is?" "I no longer know what love is. A week ago I had a lot of ideas. What love is and how to make it stay. Now that I'm in love, I haven't a clue. Now that I'm in love, I'm completely stupid on the subject.

Only the obtuse are unappreciative of paradox.

Enlightened and endarkened. The ultimate.

Leigh-Cheri knew better than to jump to conclusions on a Sunday.

Spring has a way of erasing doubt.

Cartersian doubt (deliberate suspension of all interpretations of experience that are not absolutely certain)

All your life you live so close to truth, it becomes a permanent blur in the corner of your eye, and when something nudges it into outline it is like being ambushed by a grotesque.

Words are sacred. They deserve respect. If you get the right ones in the right order, you can nudge the world a little.

Dotty (off): HELP! ... Archie: It's all right—just exhibitionism: what we psychiatrists call 'a cry for help'. Bones: But it was a cry for help. Archie: Perhaps I'm not making myself clear. All exhibitionism is a crey for help, but a cry for help as such is only exhibitionism.

Világéletedben olyan közel éltél az igazsághoz, hogy tartósan elhomályosította a látótered, és ha valami történetesen fókuszba pöcköli, már a groteszkség csapdájába esik.

But the picking out, the choosing. Don't ever think I fell for you, or fell over you. I didn't fall in love, I rose in it. I saw you and made up my mind. My mind.