It’s just a feeling I have. What you see with your eyes is not necessarily real. My enemy is, among other things, the me inside me.
The facts and techniques or whatever they teach you in class isn’t going to be veryuseful in the real world, that’s for sure.
When I am writing, I do not distinguish between the natural and supernatural. Everything seems real. That is my world, you could say.
What we see before us is just one tiny part of the world. We get in the habit of thinking, this is the world, but that’s not true at all. The real world is a much darker and deeper place than this, and much of it is occupied by jellyfish and things.
Perhaps most people in the world aren’t trying to be free, Kafka. They just think they are. It’s all an illusion. If they really were set free, most people would be in a real pickle. You’d better remember that. People actually prefer not being free?
I closed my eyes and tried to sleep. But it was not until much later that I was able to get any real sleep. In a place far away from anyone or anywhere, I drifted off for a moment.
It’s the real world, full of gaps and inconsistencies and anticlimaxes.
All things in my novels are real for me. Some western critics said that Garcia Marquez’s novels are magic realism. However, I believe that Marquez must have experienced everything in his novels.
For the real winners, there are no finish lines.
You have to look life straight in the eye. De-mystify your world. Can you really afford to believe magic is for real? Not when time is concerned.
When you have a dream that you can’t let go of, trust your instincts and pursue it. But remember: Real dreams take work, They take patience, and sometimes they require you to dig down very deep. Be sure you’re willing to do that.
Our democracy is but a name. We vote? What does that mean? It means that we choose between two bodies of real, though not avowed, autocrats. We choose between Tweedledum and Tweedledee.
Reality even when it is sad is better than illusions. Illusions are at the mercy of any winds that blow. Real happiness must come from within, from a fixed purpose and faith in one’s fellow men.
The only real blind person at Christmas time is he who has not Christmas in his heart.
We still have it in our power to rise above the fears, imagined and real, and to shoulder the great burdens which destiny has placed upon us, not for our country alone, but for the benefit of all the world. That is the only destiny worthy of America.
Silver is purified in fire and so are we. It is in the most trying times that our real character is shaped and revealed.
When you ask God for a gift, Be thankful if he sends, Not diamonds, pearls or riches, but the love of real true friends.
The way to real growth is not to become more powerful or more famous, but to become more human and more tolerant.
Dare to love and to be a real friend. The love you give and receive is a reality that will lead you closer and closer to God as well as those whom God has given you to love.
Christian life is not a life divided between times for action and times for contemplation. No. Real social action is a way of contemplation, and real contemplation is the core of social action.