What is meant by ''reality''? It would seem to be something very erratic, very undependable -- now to be found in a dusty road, now in a scrap of newspaper in the street, now a daffodil in the sun. It lights up a group in a room and stamps some casual saying

Reality is for people who can't face drugs.

We must find our duties in what comes to us, not in what might have been.

This sort of adoration of the real is but a heightening of the beau ideal.

A test of what is real is that it is hard and rough. Joys are found in it, not pleasure. What is pleasant belongs to dreams.

True realism consists in revealing the surprising things which habit keeps covered and prevents us from seeing.

Why is it that reality, when set down untransposed in a book, sounds false?

Humankind cannot bear very much reality.

Reality is not protected or defended by laws, proclamations, ukases, cannons and armadas. Reality is that which is sprouting all the time out of death and disintegration.

I believe that unarmed truth and unconditional love will have the final word in reality. That is why right, temporarily defeated, is stronger than evil triumphant.