Judith Guest Quotes

The world is seldom what it seems; to man, who dimly sees, realities appear as dreams, and dreams realities.

Tis but a part we see, and not a whole.

A question that sometimes drives me hazy: am I or are the others crazy?

We are all captives of the picture in our head - our belief that the world we have experienced is the world that really exists.

Remember that my view, the only true view I can see with, is through the black eyes that I have.

Is she crazy, like it says on her bracelet, or is she just looking at my sheets? I dunno!

The human understanding of its own nature is prone to suppose the existence of more order and regularity in the world than it finds.

Whatever was about, whoever I had seen, and heard rocking, and who had passed me by just now, whoever had opened the locked door was not 'real'. No. But what was 'real'? At that moment I began to doubt my own reality.

Judgment means that you view the world as you are, rather than as it is.

There are some oddities in the perspective with which we see the world.

Sometimes I'm confused by what I think is really obvious. But what I think is really obvious obviously isn't obvious.

Truth and dreams are always getting muddled.

No amount of effort could have stopped that, because our points of view - the way we perceive things - are inextricably linked to our beliefs, ... ,our beliefs color what we see.

I don't know -- maybe the world has two different kinds of people, and for one kind the world is this completely logical, rice pudding place, and for the other it's all hit-or-miss macaroni gratin.

Getting lost in human perception is a very scary idea.

By tomorrow at this time, I think you're going to have a much better idea of what crazy is. -- Ev Hillman

The world is this incredibly blurry, crazy dream that I'm just sort of stumbling through.

When the foot of the' mountain is enveloped in mist, the mountain appears to us much loftier than it is; so also when the ground and basis of a disaster is not clear to us.

It's hard to tell the difference between sea and sky, between voyager and sea. Between reality and the workings of the heart.

You can only live in the world you ken. The rest is just wishful thinking or paranoia.

Virtue and vice, evil and good, are siblings, or next-door neighbors, Easy to make mistakes, hard to tell them apart.

I believe that we face incredible obstacles in our attempts to see the world. Everything in our nature tries to deny the world around us; to refabricate it in our own image; to reinvent it for our own benefit. And so, it becomes something of a challenge, a task, to recover (or at least attempt to recover) the real world despite all the impediments to that end.

All you see in your world is the outcome of your idea about it.

We see the world, not as it is, but as we are -- or, as we are conditioned to see it. When we open our mouths to describe what we see, we in effect describe ourselves, our perceptions, our paradigms.

We see the world, not as it is, but as we are──or, as we are conditioned to see it.