Kanye West Quotes

Real life? Well, I just hope mine isn't investigated. They might find that I don't really exist - that I'm just a hologram.

My whole life has been a lie.

We live in a fantasy world, a world of illusion. The great task in life is to find reality.

Everything about it was false. Right then, in that office, with the realization that no one knew the truth about my life, my thoughts about the world were shaken.

That’s where the dreams end: with the realization that it doesn’t matter where I am, whether I think I’m a woman or a fish or something in-between. I’ve never really left the pond. I still can’t breathe.

There has to be a womp on the side of the head that defeats and undercuts this game of performance. It has to fall apart. Now unfortunately, that very often does not happen until what I call the second half of life, when there's been enough death in the family and you start experiencing your own physical deterioration.

Yes, what is it like? Certainly not like she dreamed. But maybe that's okay. We want what we want. At home, she works herself into a frenzy worrying about what she isn't--and perhaps loses track of just where she is.

I realized what a ridiculous lie my whole life has been.

When you eventually see through the veils to how things really are, you will keep saying again and again, this is certainly not like we thought it was.

I wore Nietzsche's eyes. Now that I step back to see, I haven't been me.

Knowing that you are living in a dreamworld is very liberating, because it gives you the option of waking up.

Only once have I been made mute. It was when a man asked me, 'Who are you?'

Don't lose who you are in the blur of the stars Seeing is deceiving, dreaming is believing

To define yourself is to limit yourself. Without labels you remain the infinite being.

I came alone and I go as a stranger. I do not know who I am, nor what I have been doing.

He wasn't what I'd thought he was; maybe he never had been. I wasn't what I'd thought I was, either.

Thrown into the atmosphere of action [in 1954], I suddenly understood the kind of neurosis that dominated all my previous work. I had not been able to recognize it before: I was inside. Simone de Beauvoir had guessed these reasons before I did.

I reached a point in my life where I didn't really like who I was.I was married to an amazing woman. I had children, and yet there was frustration.

The only thing about myself I know for sure is that I don't know anything.

Within our whole universe the story only has the authority to answer that cry of heart of its characters, that one cry of heart of each of them: "Who am I?"

I know not whence I came, nor whither I go, nor who I am.

They were all in their early thirties. An age at which it is sometimes hard to admit that what you are living is your life.

The trouble with the lost generation is that it didn't get lost enough.

The world isn't what I've believed it to be, and I am not what I believed me to be, and neither is anyone.

Individuals who were submerged in reality, merely feeling their needs, emerge from reality and perceive the causes of their needs.