Pier Paolo Pasolini Quotes

Dreams feel real while we're in them. It's only when we wake up that we realize something was actually strange.

Truth and dreams are always getting muddled.

I preach there are all kinds of truth, your truth and somebody else's. But behind all of them there is only one truth and that is that there's no truth.

There may not be one Truth - there may be several truths - but saying that is not to say that reality doesn't exist.

I can't remember any dreams in my life. There's so much strange in real life that it often seems like a dream.

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

What is being awake if not interpreting our dreams, or dreaming if not interpreting our wake?

There are three sides to every story: my side, your side, and the truth. And no one is lying. Memories shared serve each one differently.

And for all I can tell, the only difference is that what many see we call a real thing, and what only one sees we call a dream. But things that many see may have no taste or moment in them at all, and things that are shown only to one may be spears and water-spouts of truth from the very depth of truth.

I am not just what I remember. I am also what I dream.

Though dreams can be deceiving; like faces are to hearts, they serve for sweet relieving, when fantasy and reality lie too far apart.

If you're wondering if you're dreaming, you're dreaming.

I remember a lot of dreams. Sometimes they are hard to distinguish from what has really happened. That is not so terrible. It is the same with books.

There are many realities. There are many versions of what may appear obvious. Whatever appears as the unshakeable truth, its exact opposite may also be true in another context. After all, one's reality is but perception, viewed through various prisms of context.

I am not struck so much by the diversity of testimony as by the many-sidedness of truth.

Truth is often a multiplicity of perspectives, and sometimes the more viewpoints and versions of events there are, the closer the reader gets to an overarching truth.

Our dreams drench us in sense, and sense steeps us again in dreams.

Truth can be stated in a thousand different ways, yet each one can be true.

There are various eyes. Even the Sphinx has eyes: and as a result there are various truths, and as a result there is no truth.

Most of us accept that although we may believe our dreams to be real events, upon waking, we can tell the difference between nocturnal hallucinations and reality.

Surely one of the most visible lessons taught by the twentieth century has been the existence, not so much of a number of different realities, but of a number of different lenses with which to see the same reality.

There's no one thing that is true. They're all true.

People say dreams aren't a thing that happen, and I'm a believer that they do.

Is this is a dream? O, if it be a dream, Let me sleep on, and do not wake me yet!

If you've ever wondered where your dreams come from when you go to sleep at night, just look around. This is where they are made.