reality

Happiness is there when expectations meet the reality.

My dream was one day ordering a drink and finding out it tasted wonderful.

Nowhere is it writ that anthropoid apes should understand reality.

Newton's laws of physics can rarely be applied to the real world. There is more to life than cause and effect. Things just aren't that simple

It is as if there were in the human consciousness a sense of reality, a feeling of objective presence, a perception of what we may call __omething there,_ more deep and more general than any of the special and particular __enses_ by which the current psychology supposes existent realities to be originally revealed. If this were so, we might suppose the senses to waken our attitudes and conduct as they so habitually do, by first exciting this sense of reality; but anything else, any idea, for example, that might similarly excite it, would have that same prerogative of appearing real which objects of sense normally possess.

Because in this world, there is a line: on one side are the men who cannot get things done, and on the other side are the men who can. And not one in a hundred will cross that line. Will you?

There are two types of women_ the type that makes a man feel like he is the best and the type that makes a man feel like becoming a better man. And then I suppose it is all up to the man and what he wants in life_ whether he wants to go through life feeling like he is the best or if he wants to go through life becoming better and better. In reality, we are all at our worst when we have ceased the process of become better and better.

The ego is a mean mechanism which mobilizes the absolute strongest rationalization traps in order to preserve itself.

You might plan how you sleep but you can't plan how you wake up. He who plans how to sleep is a Planner, he who plans how to wake up is a Dreamer.

My heart is suffering from reality,so I go to sleep and dream I'm on a fairy tale

No matter who you are, everyone has a shadow; a constant darkness that follows them wherever they go_unless where you go is into the darkness itself, of course, because then you have already been consumed.

Reality is neurology, and is not absolute.

Nice to be born in this universe. Thanks dad and mom.

Rebels revel in rewriting reality's restrictions.

The door that closed kept us from entering a room, but what now lies before us is the rest of reality.

The best dreams are the ones you are awake for.

But George knows he can't do that. Because, absurdly, inadequately, in spite of himself, almost, he is a representative of the hope. And the hope is not false. No. It's just that George is like a man trying to sell a real diamond for a nickel, on the street. The diamond is protected from all but the tiniest few, because the great hurrying majority can never stop to dare to believe that it could conceivably be real.

What's really weird is my mom's clothes smell like her. I mean, her perfume, and so all day it's like m mom has been walking right beside me. Which, you have to admit, a pretty freaky feeling.