Reality

"They call what we went through a problem, an experience, a dream… but we know that it’s much more than that."

"But when you’re a kid, it isn’t chaos. It’s just a heartbeat. Your house isn’t floating through space, it sits on the ground. Once you get old enough you start to see that color is just paint and doors are just wood. Then, at some point, that feeling of home vanishes entirely. And… that’s what I fear. That nothing will ever make me feel like I’m safe again. That once you leave home, you never get it back."

"By convention sweet and by convention bitter, by convention hot, by convention cold, by convention color; but in reality atoms and void."

"Being a visionary is a blessing and a curse, you're blessed to see things other people are not able to see but you are cursed to sit in it alone"

"All suffer and none should have to. But why not? If suffering makes life seem more real or more abstract, both circumstances are infinitely more bearable than the disturbing reality of mundane work-to-live-then-die-bored life."

"It's a very strange reality when you can't trust yourself. There's no foundation for anything. The faith I might have had in normal things like gravity or logic or love is gone because my mind might not be reading them correctly. You can't possibly know what it means to doubt everything. To walk into a room full of people and pretend that it's empty because you're not actually sure if it is or not. To never feel completely alone even when you are."

"Logic can't explain the salmon swimming upstream. So it denies the existence of salmon."

"Reality is a construct of chemicals."

"This may not be the best of all possible worlds, but it's the only real one."

"All our prayers can't keep a single leaf from falling."

"Sitting by the window I was thinking What changed so fastly Me or the city..."

"We accept the reality of the world with which we are presented."

"We accept the reality of the world in which we are presented."

"Much later that night, I thought the door opened and a man came into the bedroom. He was leaning on a stick. He didn't say anything but he stood there, looking sadly at Andreas and me, and as a shaft of moonlight came slanting in through the window, I recognized Atticus Pünd. I was asleep, of course, and dreaming, but I remember wondering how he had managed to enter my world before the thought occurred to me that maybe it was I who had entered his."

"Your belief about others creates an unconscious behavior pattern in you which creates the reality!"

"I've been a fugitive from reality since forever."

"If you keep seeing events and others through your existing lens you would miss out on the new possibility. Sometimes, reality!!!"

"I do not know where the error lies. I do not pretend to set people right, but I do see they are often wrong."

"Reality does not go away when it is ignored."

"I experience reality as a system of power. Coluche, the restaurant, the painter, Rome on a holiday, everything imposes on me its system of being; everyone is *badly behaved*. Isn't their impoliteness merely a *plenitude*? The world is full, plenitude is its system, and as a final offense this system is presented as a "nature" with which I must sustain good relations: in order to be "normal" (exempt from love)..."—from_A Lover's Discourse: Fragments_"