When I lived in New York City I often crossed the street—as many New Yorkers do in their constant haste—even when the “Walk” sign was not lit. I’d laugh to myself and could spot a tourist at once when they waited for the change of sign, even when there was zero traffic.
How To Create Your Own Reality
What I will say is that what reality is is exactly what you believe to be real. Whatever you believe to be real is real for you. And that goes for everyone, everywhere, all the time.
The Mountain in the Clouds, Part 28
I could tell by the faces of the people before me that they were in an uncomfortable place. Certainly the words themselves must well have been comprehended. But the information provided to them about who and what they are… I could tell that they hesitated to believe. In fact I wondered even in my own mind whether the words I just spoke could be true. And I asked myself, could this be?