Whatever his secret was, I have learnt one secret too, and namely: that the soul is but a manner of being -- not a constant state -- that any soul may be yours, if you find and follow its undulations. The hereafter may be the full ability of consciou...
Whenever I heard it, whoever said it to me, it felt the same. Like it didn't really mean anything. Because they weren't saying it about the real me. But what if they were? What if everyone who ever said they loved you meant it? How could they? How co...
Whether we "spiritualize" our life or "secularize" our religion, whether we invite men to a spiritual banquet or simply join them at the secular one, the real life of the world, for which we are told God gave his only begotten Son, remains hopelessly...
Reading was not an escape for her, any more than it is for me. It was an aspect of direct experience. She distinguished, of course, between the fictional world and the real one, in which she had to prepare dinners and so on. Still, for us, the fictio...
love is not about anything but allowing somebody to fall into your emotions and feelings , it is nothing about trust or anything like that. as a matter of fact you can very much trust somebody but you can not love him/her !! we always forget that the...
Cockcroft Guest 2: Now you are recognized everywhere. How do you deal with all the attention? Cockcroft Guest 2: [grins] I was stopped recently by a tourist at Cambridge who asked if I was the real Stephen Hawking. I replied I was not, and said the r...
Point being that you don't have to get too worked up about us, dear educated minds. You don't have to think of us as real girls, real flesh and blood, real pain, real injustice. That might be too upsetting. Just discard the sordid part. Consider us p...
I have very weirdly realistic dreams where it could be real life, except it's not.
People in real life cuss God out when they're angry. That's all real.
It's sad that you don't see drivers being real people.
I have this coat that I got in a nefarious deal years ago. It's a Johnny Carson coat, and I've had it remade three times. It's mine all the time. Carson was a real man, and I thought, 'Coats for real men by real men? I'm in.'
One man alone can be pretty dumb sometimes, but for real bona fide stupidity, there ain't nothin' can beat teamwork.
Deadlines just aren't real to me until I'm staring one in the face.
The real use of imaginative reading is precisely to suspend one's mind in the workings of another sensibility.
I want people to notice my writing abilities are real and that I'm not just stuck in one situation.
As a friend of mine told me about Real Happiness: you wrote this one in American.
In 2nd grade, a girl who was a friend of mine gave me a homemade valentine. Like, a real, handwritten one!
The world is your real country! Replace your local mind with the universal one!
I feel that film, as opposed to theatre, is about capturing that one, real moment.
'Swingers' was a little closer to what my real experience was. 'Crazy Eyes,' whoever's experience that is, I'm telling you what, that was one heck of a ride.
A food processor, or even one of those small bowls that fit on a stick blender, is a real treasure. No, that's not an overstatement.
