Byron Katie Quotes

All of us create our own versions of an event, of our lives, even, not because we're liars, necessarily, but because we can only see and understand the truth from our own viewpoint, and a shifting viewpoint at that.

I was the world in which I walked.

When someone starts talking to me about the truth, what I hear is what they're telling me about themselves.

What has history to do with me? Mine is the first and only world! I want to report how I find the world. What others have told me about the world is a very small and incidental part of my experience. I have to judge the world, to measure things.

Everyone has his own reality in which, if one is not too cautious, timid or frightened, one swims. This is the only reality there is.

There can be many opinions on a thing, but there is only one truth." Vashet smiled lazily. "And if the pursuit of the truth was my goal, that would concern me." She gave a long yawn, stretching like a happy cat. "Instead I will focus on the joy in my heart, [...}

Truth, after all, wears a different face to everybody, and it would be too tedious to wait till all were agreed. She is said to lie at the bottom of a well, for the very reason, perhaps, that whoever looks down in search of her sees his own image at the bottom, and is persuaded not only that he has seen the goddess, but that she is far better looking than he had imagined.

Perception is reality.

Truth, after all, wears a different face to everybody, and it would be too tedious to wait till all were agreed.

We don't live in the world of reality, we live in the world of how we perceive reality.

One is certain of nothing but the truth of one's own emotions.

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

We may try to see things as objectively as we please. None the less, we can never see them with any eyes except our own.

Obviously, we all look at things through the filter of our own experiences.

I don't think I could tell the whole truth about anything. That's a pretty heavy burden, because we all just view the world through this little piece of coke bottle.

It depends on which reality you take and which reality I take.” (p. 318).

Even the most broad-minded of us can embrace only that part of truth into which our own snout has blundered.

Man's memory shapes Its own Eden within

What is true for you is what you have observed yourself. And when you lose that, you have lost everything.

Your version of the truth is all that matters.

No one can see your life the way you see it.

I am interested in telling my particular truth as I have seen it.

My external sensations are no less private to my self than are my thoughts or my feelings. In either case my experience falls within my own circle, a circle closed on the outside... the whole world for each is peculiar and private to that soul.

I paint my own reality.

The most difficult We do not deal in facts when we are contemplating ourselves.