It's funny how humans can wrap their mind around things and fit them into their version of reality.
Reality doesn't impress me. I only believe in intoxication, in ecstasy, and when ordinary life shackles me, I escape, one way or another. No more walls.
Thinking something does not make it true. Wanting something does not make it real.
We all die. The goal isn't to live forever, the goal is to create something that will.
You know you're in love when you can't fall asleep because reality is finally better than your dreams.
Everything you can imagine is real.
I believe in everything until it's disproved. So I believe in fairies, the myths, dragons. It all exists, even if it's in your mind. Who's to say that dreams and nightmares aren't as real as the here and now?
How little do they see what really is, who frame their hasty judgment upon that which seems.
The mystery of life isn't a problem to solve, but a reality to experience.
Love says 'I am everything.' Wisdom says 'I am nothing.' Between the two, my life flows.