The only time I want someone’s opinion is when I ask for it. Reason why I don’t ask for anyone’s opinion nowadays is because they are too afraid, they always cover the truth with a...

You need to bridge the gap between reality and freedom. Drugs are the bridge.

I could enjoy the simple life with a small living quarters, a scratched album of Johnny Cash and a Box of Twinkies

That’s the thing with reality, he said, you can’t repeat it to order, you can’t correct it. Perhaps we should read more books.

When we understand who we are, and how our realities work, we can choose more consciously to shape our lives in an optimal way. Knowledge of oneself is the very key to a happy life....

Your mind builds your reality… based on anything you believe in.

You can love someone and not like spending time with them.

Look at yourself, you’re old, too, but still doing your work. This is what we are, Philips. This is what we are.

If I can alter my perception of the reality, I can change the reality itself.

It was vision that dulled trust. It was vision that uplifted trust. Let them see how.

Rebels revel in rewriting reality’s restrictions.

The either/or vs. the both/and views of objective reality & truth determine God to either exist in confinement or free to be who He is, I Am That I Am.

Look, people need to conform the external reality they face daily with this subjective feeling they likewise experience constantly. To do this they have two options. First, they can achieve what passes for great things....

The wise will admire you. The wishful will envy you. The weak will hate you. This is the reality for those who dare to be epic.

Keep your head up and your hopes high, friend; anything is possible.

It doesn’t seem like you’re living a life, it’s almost like you’re travelling on a train with the destination unknown.You’re sitting on a seat near the window looking outside, imagining how things are there outside,...

I’d say that we dream primarily the same way that we have consciousness of the world for the same reason. Basically, that our brains evolve to simulate reality and to control what’s happening around us.

Imagination, like reality, has its limits.

In truth, people know very little about each other. I only know as much about you as I know about myself.

Jokes are hilarious only when you take them unreal and dreamlike, otherwise it becomes painful. So I always live otherworldly…

the original reality show.

In a formal socialization, no one individual can stand without the other to rely on, regardless of the situation.

My personal theory is that he has a very firm grasp upon reality, it’s simply not a reality the rest of us have ever met before.

Being in a wheelchair has made everyday things difficult. Things you wouldn’t imagine. Like the looks I get at high school basketball games when they tell everyone to stand for the National Anthem.

If you have a strong stomachread on.

A man does not care if somebody loves him or not. All he wants is to be understood.

How many legs does a dog have if you call the tail a leg? Four. Calling a tail a leg doesn’t make it a leg.

Without realizing that the past is constantly determining their present actions, they avoid learning anything about their history. They continue to live in their repressed childhood situation, ignoring the fact that is no longer exists,...

We both wondered whether these contradictions that one can’t avoid if one begins to think of time and space may not really be proofs that the whole of life is a dream, and the moon...

Usually, if I’m yelling at the TV, I’m in a bar. If I’m by myself, and it’s not a game, I often find myself scolding reality stars that can’t hear me through the television set.

It is hope–with regard to our careers, our love lives, our children, our politicians, and our planet–that is primarily to blame for angering and embittering us. The incompatibility between the grandeur of our aspirations and...

Maybe I made it up.”p55

La realtà sfuma e tutto diventa memoria. Perfino tu, a poco a poco, hai cessato di essere un desiderio e sei diventato un ricordo.

it is hard for an empty sack to stand upright

I’ve always felt that the reality of life is best expressed through allegory that transcends…well, the reality of life. Fantasy is the lens through which I make sense of the world. Plus, it’s a lot...

The Amorous Shepherd is a fruitless interlude, but those few poems are among the world’s greatest love poems, because they’re love poems about love, not about being poems. The poet loves because he loves, not...

Sometimes, falling back on or using an old method or habit, is like sliding into a pair of worn running shoes and a corset. Doesn’t make sense to others, but it’s not for them. It’s...

The only way to make sense out of change is to plunge into it, move with it, and join the dance.

Man, do you ever feel it’s just the hope of things we live for?’ I asked. ‘I mean, it’s like the things themselves are just a big disappointment, you know? We like the searching, the...

[Horror fiction] shows us that the control we believe we have is purely illusory, and that every moment we teeter on chaos and oblivion.

Part ways with your perception of reality, allow the unknown and your curiosity muster into a visual you’ve never allowed yourself to see.

Some churches, sects, cults or religious movements are basically collective egoic entities, as rigidly identified with their mental positions as the followers of any political ideology that is closed to any alternative interpretation of reality.

There is no corelation between life and death, except that life is the biggest lie we believed, while death; is the most certain truth.

The best way to live in this real world is to free ourselves of demons and tribal gods.

A common mistake we make is that we look for God in places where we ourselves wish to find him, yet even in the physical reality this is a complete failure. For example, if you...

The world and humanity were created by God and are therefore divinely inspired and intrinsically holy.

When my turn on the program comes, I am not nervous at all—because all this is happening out of time, out of space. I am, for a moment, a figure of my own fantasy, and...

They’ll take everything, even your tears.

Odysseus draped the towel over his shoulders and stretched his back. “You remember practicing with wooden swords? All the moves, the blocks, the counters, getting your footwork right, learning how to be in balance always?””Of...

If ‘truth’ is an ‘unveiled reality,’ then my truth may not be your truth yet!