Hidden Reality Quotes

Everything we see… is just the visible part of reality.

If we talk about the glass being half empty or half full, I want to know what does the glass look like from underneath the table?

Everything we see hides another thing, we always want to see what is hidden by what we see. There is an interest in that which is hidden and which the visible does not show us. This interest can take the form of a quite intense feeling, a sort of conflict, one might say, between the visible that is hidden and the visible that is present.

More often than not, things and people are as they appear.

The truth is a rabbit in a bramble patch. All you can do is circle around and say it's somewhere in there.

I want to convince you that humans are, to some extent, natural born essentialists. What I mean by this is we don't just respond to things as we see them or feel them or hear them. Rather, our response is conditioned on our beliefs, about what they really are, what they came from, what they're made of, what their hidden nature is.

When one sense perceives the hidden, the invisible world becomes apparent to the whole.

Mystery is the antagonist of truth. It is a fog of human invention, that obscures truth, and represents it in distortion.

Everything that we see is a shadow cast by that which we do not see.

When you look past the image, a celebrity is merely a person you know nothing about.

Photography concentrates one's eye on the superficial. For that reason it obscures the hidden life which glimmers through the outlines of things like a play of light and shade. One can't catch that even with the sharpest lens.

Behind one truth there is always yet another.

To work magic is to weave the unseen forces into form; to soar beyond sight; to explore the uncharted dream realm of the hidden reality.

What if I were smiling and running into your arms? Would you see then what I see now?

What if everything you see is more than what you see--the person next to you is a warrior and the space that appears empty is a secret door to another world? What if something appears that shouldn't? You either dismiss it, or you accept that there is much more to the world than you think. Perhaps it is really a doorway, and if you choose to go inside, you'll find many unexpected things.

How can you hide from what never goes away?

Everything we see hides another thing, we always want to see what is hidden by what we see.

For pilots sometimes see behind the curtain, behind the veil of gossamer velvet, and find the truth behind man, the force behind a universe.

There is a real, living unity in our time, as in any other, but it lies submerged under a superficial hubbub of sensation.

People don't get to see the unglamourous side.

I'm just trying to make the point that the story we're telling ourselves is often very different from the story we're telling the people around us.

When truth is buried, it grows. It chokes. It gathers such an explosive force that on the day it bursts out, it blows up everything with it.

Behind the corpse in the reservoir, behind the ghost on the links, Behind the lady who dances and the man who madly drinks, Under the look of fatigue, the attack of migraine and the sigh There is always another story, there is more than meets the eye.

Only the knife knows what goes on in the heart of a pumpkin.