Happiness is not to be achieved at the command of emotional whims. Happiness is not the satisfaction of whatever irrational wishes you might blindly attempt to indulge. Happiness is a state of non-contradictory joy—a joy without penalty or guilt, a...
The student body, too, felt more diverse. Rob spoke often of "real people" with his friends, by which he meant people who struggled, like they all did. On the Ivy League campus visits, any sense of daily or long-term struggle had seemed airbrushed. A...
Disrespect also can take the form of idealizing you and putting you on a pedestal as a perfect woman or goddess, perhaps treating you like a piece of fine china. The man who worships you in this way is not seeing you; he is seeing his fantasy, and wh...
...but most of all he liked to listen to stories of real life. He smiled gleefully as he listened to such stories, putting in words and asking questions, all aiming at bringing out clearly the moral beauty of the action of which he was told. Attachme...
The real owners of the land are not yet born.
Maggie Smith is an amazing woman, and not as serious in real life.
I do comedy for real people.
There is only one real happiness in life, and that is the happiness of creating.
I am quite odd-looking in real life.
I like being a leader in real life.
Scripts are corny and predictable. Real life is always better.
The real reason for coming to Montour is my love and respect for football.
Real freedom lies in wildness,not in civilization!!
Picasso said that art is a lie, but a lie that tells the truth" ... Calder wondered what Picasso had meant. Was it that art wasn't exactly the real world, but it said something real?
I paint mostly from real life. It has to start with that. Real people, real street scenes, behind the curtain scenes, live models, paintings, photographs, staged setups, architecture, grids, graphic design. Whatever it takes to make it work.
Conchpore is real. It is as real as Malgudi, Brahmpur, Lilliput or Macondo. And also as real as San Francisco, Madurai, Edinburgh, Gaborone or Tokyo. You know that fictional towns exist. You visit them all the time.
College wasn't like the real world. In the real world people dropped names based on their renown. In college, people dropped names based on their obscurity.
In a story, you can turn to the front and begin again and everyone lives once more. That doesn't work in real life. And I love my real people the most.
I think it's a real gift to be able to say that what's in your life is enough. It seems most of us re always wanting more.
I can't tell if she's actually real, or if she's stopped caring if she's real or not. Or is not caring what makes a person real?
Every act and choice you make is creating the real you and shaping your real life.
