Quotes About Perception

Realidade é aquela coisa que não desaparece quando você deixa de acreditar nela.

Aquilo que não faz sentido faz o maior sentido de todos.

É incrível que, quando mais alguém começa a botar pra fora as besteiras em que você próprio acredita, você consegue perceber imediatamente como elas não fazem o menor sentido.

He himself had had a psychotic interlude, in his early twenties. It was common. It was natural. And, he had to admit, it was horrible. It made the fixed, rigid, compulsive-neurotic Public School seem a reference point by which one could gratefully steer one's course back to mankind and shared reality. It made him comprehend why a neurosis was a deliberate artifact, deliberately constructed by the ailing individual or by a society in crisis. It was an invention arising from necessity.

He started toward the door, then halted briefly. To the two of them he said, 'Is the owl genuine?' Rachael glanced swiftly at the elder Rosen. 'He's leaving anyhow,' Eldon Rosen said. 'It doesn't matter; the owl is artificial. There are no owls.

sometimes the best response to reality is to go insane

them. Saw a glimpse of it myself. What would

Half to himself, Fat said, He causes things to look different so it would appear time has passed.

We did not fall because of a moral error; we fell because of an intellectual error: that of taking the phenomenal world as real. Therefore we are morally innocent. It is the Empire in its various disguised polyforms that tells us we have sinned.

But a mood like that," Rick said, "you're apt to stay in it, not dial your way out. Despair like that, about total reality, is self-perpetuating.

Little kids are that way; they feel if their parents aren't watching what they do then what they do isn't real.

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One invisible puff-puff whisk of economically priced Ubik banishes compulsive obsessive fears that the entire world is turning into clotted milk, worn-out tape recorders and obsolete iron-cage elevators, plus other, further, as-yet-unglimpsed manifestations of decay.

His thoughts, Helio said, are as clear as plastic to me, and mine likewise to him. We are both prisoners, Mister, in a hostile land. At that Arnie laughed loud and long. Truth always amuses the ignorant, Helio said.

the massively built old man was tired, despite his customary show of energy. I guess when you get up into that bracket, Herbert decided, you have to act in a certain way; you have to appear more than a human with merely ordinary failings.

That's really an exceedingly sophisticated idea, epistemologically speaking. Does it mean that parts of the world are spurious? Or that sometimes the whole world is spurious? Or that there are plural worlds of which one is real and the others are not? Is there essentially one matrix world from which people derive differing perceptions? So that the world you see is not the world I see?

Philip K. Dick

Siempre que hablaba de ti, en realidad, no describía nada. Como si nunca te viera realmente. Como si nadie fuera real de verdad para mí.

I can't make your reality-situation palatable to you. But I can help you comprehend it.

Robert Arctor si fermò. Osservò attentamente il suo pubblico, quel branco di perbene nei loro costosi vestiti, con le loro costose cravatte e le scarpe costose, e pensò: La Sostanza M non potrebbe mai distruggere i loro cervelli, non ne hanno nemmeno un po'.

When he looked up, Silvia was standing in front of him. Her arms were folded and she gazed vacantly past him. A bright yellow pencil was behind her ear. Her brown hair was tied back in a hard bun. At the corner others were sitting, other Silvias, dishes in front of them, half dozing or eating, some of them reading. Each the same as the next, except for their clothing.

Tripping across a country pasture with Junie Black... spreading out a blanket on the hot, dry hillside, among the smells of grass and afternoon sun. No, not there. Is that gone, too? Hollow outward form instead of substance; the sun not actually shining, the day not actually warm at all but cold, gray and quietly raining.

The gulf between their world and hers had manifested itself, however much they'd meditated on how to ball her, and remained.

La realidad objetiva es la construcción sintética, que trata con una hipotética universalización de multitud de realidades subjetivas.