Simone Weil Quotes

Because nothing is as perfect as you can imagine it.

What we experience, as a perceptual experience, is not what is. It's very specific to the nervous system.

Bored with obvious reality, I find my fascination in transforming it into a subjective point of view.

People have different impressions of themselves, and where reality lies is somewhere in between.

My relationship to reality has been so utterly skewed for so long that I don't even notice it any more. It's just my reality.

As far as I'm concerned, the only difference between fact and what most people call fiction is about fifteen pages in the dictionary.

You can't tell someone they are wrong about their own life.

There's no reality except the one contained within us. That's why so many people live an unreal life. They take images outside them for reality and never allow the world within them to assert itself.

Models are there to look like mannequins, not like real people. Art and illusion are supposed to be fantasy.

Our capacity for belief is so plastic, we can convince ourselves of anything. Believing is seeing.

Autobiography is never entirely true. No one can get the right perspective on himself. Every fact is colored by imagination and dream.

Everyone is necessarily the hero of their own imagination.

I am not a perfectionist. Perfection doesn't exist in real life. It's a wrong title for me.

In your imagination, you can perfect things in a way you can't do in your everyday life.

We are all at the center of our own narrative, but it's a narrative that changes every time we retell it.

Everyone thinks they're the hero in their own story.

Born with blue spectacles, you would think the world was blue and never be conscious of the existence of the distorting glass.

Perception is one millionth of one percent reality (truth in fact).

I think your imagination is your reality

People's belief in their own local reality-tunnels keep us all far stupider than we ought to be.

No one seemed able to look at themselves, coolly, from the outside. Their reality was all that could be seen in the light cast ahead by their own wishful thinking.

We see what we want to see. We idealize each other with our own fantasies.

Every kind of ignorance in the world all results from not realizing that our perceptions are gambles. We believe what we see and then we believe our interpretation of it, we don’t even know we are making an interpretation most of the time. We think this is reality.

Anything processed by memory is fiction.

The blind see what they want to see.